Sand Box Heaven

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Sand Box Heaven
in Nature real sTill..
Childhood as Heaven
before 5 and school..
wHere River Flows through
me alWays now.. now that i am
five again.. arriving alive alWays
now.. i suppose i can just bask in
the Sun.. hunt for food at Super
Walmart.. better yet.. Katrina
can gather
that..
as modern
culture does
all the hunting for me..
but that is the problem.. the
Hunt of Life is alWays creative..
as the cat Tennessee at 17
years old.. is Still as
mindfully aware
as wild-cat
at age 1 or
less before..
ALL iS now for a cat
in the Wild.. as iS Wild
for the
cat
of me
now.. with
the added culture
driving attribute of
free fats
and sugars
for all..
hmm..
so what to do..
yes.. creativity of libido
is what drives cat and human
alike.. must adapt and change..
continue to dance and hunt
for soUls to free again..
wIld as cat of
God can
bE
rolling in Summer
mid-day sands..
hugging
midnight
leaves
grass
one as ONE
as sAMe.. Nature
we are me is US
ALLONE when FReED..:)
Relevant..yes..
STill.. From..
a year ago…
Yes.. God’s hiGher
power iN ONE body
blood and words.. kinda
like the Eucharist..
but real
iN Nature
aLL.. and
gotta love Facebook..
Google.. Youtube..
Word Press and
all the lot..
as they are
my private secretaries
relatively free and never
failing to deliver in an instant
of technology driving liGht
as pARt of the
extended
human
tool..
as God oF
Nature TooL…
So i move on.. wander..
wonderlust here and theRe..
sTill haven’t made iT back to
two weeks ago.. now prompt
at dVerse for my continuing milestones
there to respond to all prompts and lInks
for an entire year.. and publish my third
all free verse Novel.. that will be
titLed GodsUniVerseNovel3
like the two before that
and sure i’ll lInk ’em
aGain.. yNot..
i’m just free sharing
and my only promotion
is to share with zero bucks
in commercials for money
eYes.. THANK GOD..
as this means i answer
and am accountable to
no one but the God
of Nature in what i create..
and of course all local.. state..
and federal laws.. that are easy
as ever to navigate for anyone
with common sense now..
at least in art
ways away
from
red tape land
for those who make
enough revenue dollars
and must pay tax in federal
income way.. i’m all for taxes
to make the roads i run on real..
but on the other hand i ain’t about
earning the money.. there is enough
seed stored up for the rest of my
humble
liFe
iN CREATING
LIKE A UNiVERSeONE..
AND sure this is way too much
for most anyone to really look at or read..
in total of what i do.. including restrictions
of slow computers and or Internet access
now still coming faster.. but it is the
journey.. yes.. and number
of paths one takes
in every which
way loose
as free..
that makes
now more heaven
as heaven iS now..
FREE for those who just
keep doing iT more and
more with greater potential
human intelligences from head
to toe.. emotions to senses.. YES..
ALL FReED..
at lEAster
continuing
for
me..
ALIVE AGAIN
OR FOR THE FIRST
NOW REAL JUsTnOW..:)
Anyway.. it’s cool for me.. at least..
to watch all the different directions my
creativity have taken through the course
of all the challenges since 2008 and the
beginning of hell then in illness and eventually
heaven again in 2013.. starting the writing then
rather formal and all logical way on the Wrong
Planet Internet site.. almost like making
lists.. on November 26th of 2010..
and eventually getting all
poetic by March
of 2013..
and letting it all
go by August of 2013..
starting the Word Press Blog
then and keeping two other
Blogger Blogs and other
restricted blogs..
to make
it easier
for folks
who said Word Press
was too buggy and slow
to open up with all wHere i go..
and what i do.. for super free creativity..
Yes.. my oldest blog here.. from March 10th
of 2013.. a copy and paste now of all of what
i do on Word Press.. 93K approaching over
100K views.. with total output of all i do
now on YouTube plus Kate Mia
tally
at
1.37 million
views as linked
here.. again.. i provide
evidence for folks who may
think my talk is just bloWing
smoke and all
mirrors..
hehe..
Anyway.. the easiest accessible blog is
this one.. in terms of non-restricted art
blogs.. as it is waters down with
options other than
a Twitter
feed
that is just
an automated
process of steady
links of most all of what
i do.. as robots will do for me..
iN programmed nerd way of others
now.. TG for them.. as i appreciate that..
Additionally.. i provide text versions.. easy
to open of what i do.. as regular status posts
on my Personal Facebook page.. as well as
Facebook blog page.. and Nature
page.. linked on the
right here now on
my Word Press page.
as well as Gravatar
page.. as
linked
here..
So yes.. i am impressed with all the avenues
available for creativity.. and these are the
avenues i use most.. with several other
like Twitter.. Tumblr.. Flickr.. Pinterest..
Youtube.. and my historical
writings on the
Wrong Planet
too.. but
they are either
automating what
i do here in copy and
paste.. or the history of
what leads me to a much
bigger technology SAND BOX
NOW OF PLAYING WITH OTHERS
FULL FORCE NOW.. yeah.. i’m kicking
up some sand.. both online and in the world
of dancing everywhere i go in public.. but the
bottom line is it’s ALL PLAY AND FUN TO DO…
WHATEVER becomes work i leave behind..
been there and done the system
for the ‘man’ for decades
and i left
’em
behind..
and about a year ago..
iS when the folks from dVerse
starTed to try to close down
my wings of creativity..
the last real
community
i was a member
of anywhere as far as
having to follow rules and
regulations.. that clipped
my wings shortER
In tHeir efforts..
i live in a way
that allows me to
be the freest now..
and i suppose that is the
same milestone that Tennessee
travels in briGht lit March Mornings
in mY
SaNDbOX2ALLFORFREEANDWILD2nOW1..:)
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Ah.. my friend that is wonderful news that you slept
comfortably and awake without pain..
And addiction.. of the past.. i can
relate to.. as well.. in prescription
way.. as Ativan was my
onLY potential for
sleep for 66 months..
first at 4 MG in 2008 saving
me from the death of 40 sleepless
days of hell.. IN PAiN.. evenTually
to 1 quarter of a pill in March
of 2013.. to the last
quarter of a
Pill when
19 medical
disorders went literally
poof on a beach of Free..
at end of July of 2013.. and
i changed into someone else
totAlly as free as magic
could ever
take me
iN any fictional
movie reflecting
the miracle my life
beComing then.. bY
mY God of Spinoza..
And Einstein Nature..
Einstein is absolutely
correct in metaphor way..
there are two ways of looking at
life.. one of no miracles or one of all
Miracles true as we stand here intelligently
and full of feelings as walKinG talKing duSt
of stars
now..
and in the
so-called religious
movie.. named Miracles
From Heaven they used
that same exact quote
to illustrate
the best
way to live
life.. to see the
smallest iN gRain of Sand
as sacred.. holy miracle of Life..
to far far beyond.. what UniVerse
eYes can see as real for now..
beyond the human good
and bad..
there is
the tapestry
that is the imperfection
of what is a perfect miracle
iN what can be balance as
practice now..
as there is
no perfect
but the
imperfect of
the Art of God of Nature
that alWays changes as the
rule of balance.. like a playground
and a seesaw iN a cycle of up and
down.. inside and out.. and all around
as
Miracles
NOW mY Friend..
the more i see as Miracle
they more wE become Miracles
iN
truth
and LiGht..
with no exclusions
iN understanding that
dArk does bRing uS here
as
WeLL
beings
oF Human
iN BALANCE NOW..
in
Truth
liGht
as Love
WiLL do WeLL
iN courage Free..:)
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Well.. the truth is.. my friend..
now.. the Albino Phoenix..
i read all my poeTry online
and have never truly read the
so-called greats other than bits
and pieces shared online.. and as far
as Barnes and Nobles go.. what i find of
the so-called greats there.. bores me compared
to what i find online all free.. and that is great my friend..
for those who Love to create
and at least have
an opportunity
to share..
as Lord kNows
iT iS a more
connected
option
than Emily’s
closed bedroom
drawers.. it’s nice to
do it now and share while
we do it.. i mean.. after all that
is what humans
have always
dOne
iN the
Now of
shaRing noW..
and as far as i go..
haha.. publishing anything
online all for free is beyond my
wildest dream..
of creating
anything
at all..
out of cold
hard computer
mind in analytical
robot ways.. seriously..
people used to call me a
technical manual of a computer
when i spoke or wrote.. the path
out of free..
is away
from all
rules.. my friend..
and for me.. putting
on underwear online..
was the first
step
out
of hell..
but that would
be hard for a person
to understand who
iS burning
tHere with
flAmes that
no longer burn
inside aLive wiTh Spark oF FREE..
People are terrified of free my friend
except those of us who have been
in heLL
and appreciate
what free can do..
when no longer held
back from lesser FREE..
My heroes are the Robin William’s..
Jim Carrey’s.. who never ever make
a penny
out of
iT
my friend..
as living away
from the dollar
of fame or
fortune..
when
possible
iS the
best
way
oF
All
to DO
iT aLL..
without
kNoWinG
a dam thing
NOW butT yes..
FREE iN NOW..
TO DanCe and SinG
Free is the archetype
oF Apollo and how the
Universe iS created aLL
Natural too.. the ones who
pooh pooh it for the dollar
biLL
are the
ones who
have never
been or WiLL
bE UniVerse FREE..
THere is a certain freedom
for those who are interested..
just to give a link to someone
in the general public when they
find you interesting and free..
i cannot imagine a
greater now
than now..
when
wE can
share so
much of uS
both off
and
online FREE..
for me at least..
iT is ThriLLinGly FREE..
and the best thing of ALL
iS.. No one can stop me from
beIng free this way.. as tHeir
frowns mean nothing to
the Free of MeNOW..
it’s a big world..
and a small
enough
one now
for the
truly free
of us to
connect
FOR FREE..
By the way.. email
notifications are my
reminders.. just about
the only reminder of time
for me.. so i’ll be back to
read.. but for some reason i’m
not getting email notifications
but that’s okay..
i will remember
as nows go by
as the
Albino Pheonix FREE
iS worth visiting aGain..:)
And the Albino Phoenix asks
me iF she can join me iN
my truth of free.. and
i say.. then..
sMiLes.. Of course..
On course.. My friend..
as True hUman Nature as
liGht fearless free toGeThER
aS One Force wITh the rest of Nature FReED..:)
1941
SMiLes.. my friend.. Prajakta.. tHere was a day
and a tiMe.. when i worried about conforming
to the limits and expectations
of others..
DEChADES
iN the frOwns..
the laughing at..
the disgusting looks..
at a thin androgynous looking
boy in a red state patriarchal
evangelist
land
of hate..
but you kNow what..
i didn’t give up.. i continued
to get stronger.. but i did not
find fearless.. until
i gave
them
up..
and determined
that Love was both
free and fearless now..
then the creativity flows
from head to toe.. in so many
ways than the naysayers WilLL
ever FEEL.. noWas bRoad as the sMile
oF InFiniTy liVes withiN me.. i WiLL Survive..
The best thing i ever did was when i was no longer
afraid to stand in my ‘underwear’ in front of the world
and dance
free everywHere
i go in public
as that is
both
free
and legal.. hehe..
tHere is alWays
a way out
of the
priSons
of others
as tHiS FREE
iS geneRated withiN
aLL G and X as WeLL..:)
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TrUly iT coNtinUes
BEinG fUn
leaVinG
mY soUL
bEhind alWays
noW aLive…
‘sOmeOne’
clUeS
mE iN
oN tHe
imPoRTance..
oF thiS.. alWaySnow..:)
2138
Okay.. finAlly back to
dVerse two-weeks ago
Tuesday prompt on one
of my favorite subjects
hands.. oh boy.. hands..
my hands.. so small
and delicate
when young..
hide those hands
from dogs as for
some reAson.. something
told me to protect them at all
costs.. play the piano.. sheet
music instruction.. but find a way
out of instruction.. eventuAlly at age
47 stress never experienced before..
emoTiOns.. go.. trying to escape
through keys of ivory and bLack..
a secret place of hell
of no feelings
i had no idea
of feelings before
exists for then..
but the pain
of numbness
sparks its last grasp
in SonG of Keys of mY
SouL.. attempting to escape
a cultural made hell of illusory
fears.. no it wasn’t the end of the
world if i lost my job.. no it wasn’t the
end of the world if we lost our health insurance
and home.. no it wasn’t the end of the world..
if we lost a few days of meals..
but yes for all practical
intents and purposes
it was the end
of my
world
when i lost
my heArt of EmoTion..
SpiRit expreSsinG
thAt emoTion..
and body
almost completely
separated iN miNd
and bOdy balance.. two hands
worKing feverishly to free my soUl
in balance once aGain.. but failing when
my last breath of life almost comes later
in the 2008 year after the ’07
howl of my soUl
is captured
on a small dictation
device.. right before i lost
the ability to use my eyes to
read.. or ears to hear another song
until 5 years later.. and the first SonG
i heard was on YouTube the SonG of
mY SoUl trying to E-scape.. the
hell of yesternow then..
a lonely ghost
the keys
of me
driving out
of heLL wITh
no wHere to go
but down.. down
and down.. some more..
to the rings of Dante’s hell
that are infinity true as rings
of heaven.. in Gold of eYes fearless
Love.. anyway.. my hands hoped to save
me then.. but i wore them out in carpal tunnel
syndrome way.. eventually the keyboard was
a digital one of word.. that would eventually
link songs and words of past..
and BRinG my heARt..
SpiRit and
SoUl
back
greater than
these hands could
have ever played
before.. yes.. then..
SonG oF mY SoUl..
For noW.. theRe is only
gravity and time in hell..
but wHere i live now tHere
are only hands of FREE.. and
a feather me that floats wITh gravity
wHere feat of feet join iN HAnds oF Love..
no longer shaking in foot of hand iN fear..
i join mY
hands
and feet
toGeThEr iN
a non-verbal
fearless prayer of Love..
iN SonG and DanCe SoULnoW..
And now it’s now for a steak
and a somewhat early work-out
at the gym.. dVerse will be
tHere sTill when i get back..
as sure
i have
perspective
of what iS real
and Good about
Life
iN
Free..
oF miNd
and BoDy
Balance SoUL REAL..:)
Back at 11:49 pm..
3282016.. and
staRtinG aGain
on hand
poeTry..:)
Knuckles bent by arthritis..
fingers and thumbs thick
from picking cotton..
raising sisters..
without a mother..
My Grandmother
waitresses 12 hours
iNhAnd and feat of feet..
rest comes early iN her 50’s..
as my mother takes care
of her
for
rest
iN Life..
and then those
hands paint in her
60’s.. when her father dies..
Hands of change
Hands
of work
and Art Free..:)
*
Sad.. Sad.. science boy..
yes.. me too.. so many
years to gain
fingers
of free
away from
science mind
and into poetry
with no pAint.. by
sheet music free..:)
Hand of Move..
Hand of Art..
Hand of Still..
Move of hand..
Art of hand..
stiLL oF hAnd free..
never aginG SpiRit noW
fingers oN haNd oF jOy..:)
A-Bomb Hands..
Prehensile thumb..
digits of fingers
grasping sticks..
scribbling
alphabets
iN sand..
collecting
intelligence for
tools to get more food..
sour taste of Nuclear
bombs come
raining
down
on
prehensile
thumb devil
humans away from Love..:)
Touch of Love..
Hands greaTest
feat.. feat
of touch
from
heARt oF Hand..:)
Hands of Life
Hands of Death..
Loving Hands…
StiLL hands…
Hands of
liFe… eYes of Love
live on as Hands
oF
LoVed..:)
Left hand
of listening
and expresSinG
Love..
Right hand
of control
and
reason
solved..
come together
pray a way
iN balance
right hand
left hand
dance
oF FREE..:)
Hands of Love
light feat
and penned
quill
and feather
drifts aWay..
hAnds oF fearless..
Strong.. and
unafraid
to
Love..:)
SMiLes all humans
are born with two
hands and two spirits
of masculine and feminine
bigger doses here.. smaller
doses theRe.. aLL oF
diversity
makes the
world more
colorful and briGht..:)
Cycles of bullied bullies
and abuse.. all a story
of empty souLs
frustrated
without
the ability
to Love..
somewhere
perhaps the
cycle is broken..
extended families
help in providing more
opportunities for Love..:)
*
Language of hands.. strong
or weak.. still or passionate..
dead or alive
in
Life..:)
Cave Art
hands free
painting without
numbers as primitive
way..
best art
alWays
comes..
from
hand
oF
heARt..
iN or out
oF Caves..:)
13 at 1:01 am..
and that’s
enough
for
now
and sleep..:)
Well.. many off and
online detours and
finally getting
back here
for two
weeks ago
Tuesday prompt
from dVerse
all about hands
10 pm..
3292016…
My son was extra
blessed with 12
as an extra
little
finger
on thumb..
hmm.. there
are no strict rules..
at hand iN Nature..:)
*
Hands of empathy
Hands of compassion
Hands of warmth.. of
tender Love iS real
when touching
FeeLinG
LOVE..:)
SMiLes oF thE
mother’s hAnd
radiates into
middle
age
and further
into children’s
hands so warm
so true
so bRiGht
as LiGht..
iS
LOVE..
@Hand..:)
HaNds oF tiMe
neVer exiSt
iN
N0w..:)
Ah.. my friend.. your
poeTry iS pure and
feminine.. and me born
with my mother’s poetic
soft hands..
and my father’s
big head.. law
enforcement
mitts he had..
piano
fingers
gifted
from Mom to me..
and meanwhile i
am like a Tyrannosaurus
Rex.. writing poetry and roaring..;)
Sword a tool..
to kill men..
Heart a muscle
exercised in a fight
to Love LiGht..
Fear.. Anger
and Hate
to erase
Hope.. Kind
and Love..
when
words
become
sWords iN
Darkness eYes..:)
BlesseD iS thE
boy or girl..
giftEd
wITh
Mother’s
hAnds.. iN
coOperating
thE hUman race
As LoVinG heaRt..:)
Hope Kind and Love
Fear Anger and Hate
two places
ONE
LOVE..:)
*
A Mother’s
Touch.. the
best prayer
oF aLL for
Love
and
the
hUman RACE..:)
Fearless men
Love the
best..
as long
as tHeirs
iS compassion
iN fearless Love
@Hand.. iN Real..:)
Letting
Go iS Love..:)
SAlt hAir bEaches
SwimmingLY smooth reAches..
Shores oF Bliss cominG dRippinG
diaTom gLows iN swirling seas allone..
midniGht red
dreAms MooN
unfOlds bLisS..:)
Interesting.. now that i think
about it.. and really
feel it i see
my Mother’s
and Father’s
hands iN miNd
almost clearer than
tHeir faces.. true the
hands say and feel
so much
of REAL..
when free
to talk and feel..
My Father’s hands
strong with little
feeling..
My mother’s
hands all feelings..
a balance of both
i suppose is what
makes heroes real..:)
SMiLes.. so sad
and reaSon
to dance
alive..
with hands
freely waving
and feeLinG air..:)
SMiLes.. i have to wonder
what Shakespeare would
have done with a keyboard
and two hands
to
expand
his floW
iN ZoNe
oF noW..
i would have never
written much of anything
without a tool to escape
chicken scratch
illegibly wRote
and
bred..;)
Yes.. it’s true.. i for one
can see honest hands
too.. so graceFuL..
so balanCinG
fearLess
hAnds
filLed
oF
Love
LiGht Free..:)
*
Men never learning
magic now of Loving
Hands.. divine grace
of practice
iN Loving
Touch handS
never feeLinG
wHole without a
feminine touch..
never realizing
iT can belOng
to them
as Well..
complete
iN balance
oF aLL
fearless
LOVE ingredients iN
A super hero real..:)
SAdly.. so many
have a guilty
hand iN the
fear.. anger
and hate
oF LiFe..
for one who
does not speak
up when others
are felLed low
or never lends
a hand
to sad eYes..
aLL they are KiLLers
Of the hUman way
of connecting
Hope
iN Kind
oF Love..:)
So sad when creative
touch iN hands
iS repLaced
by nut
and bolt
and hard
disk cold..
but for me..
without a way
to penlegibly.. keYboard
iS A saVing gRace noW to
wRite
aGain..
or even first
for thirst
iN
Creation ActiViTy..:)
SMiLes..
alWays
hope iN
hands grasping
Hold FeeLinG..:)
SMiLes.. nothing
sweeter than
older
couples
hand iN hand..
sad.. how Mercury
can become Neptune
and Pluto
and
dArk
space
waiting
for orbit
iN HAnd..:)
Ah.. yes..
i.. too..
remember
panes of
windows..
so opaque
and cOld
into the
world of
wArm
touch iN
connecting Love..:)
SMiles.. remembering
dArk niGhts then of the
soUl.. how jealous
i was to
see advanced
primates hugging
and feeLinG iN Zoo
hands and arms..
legs and feet..
unlike
me
so low
then
creature
oF the niGht..:)
sMiLes..
mY favorite
iS Thomas
37.. Jesus
aLL
freEd
wItH
God
Alive..
WiThiN..
and sure
wE aLL
have
equal
access too..
Yeshua then
Jesus now..
i and me and
uS alWays wE..
when Fearless Love..:)
SMiLes.. greaTEst emoTions
are those expresSinG witH
Body over
words..
Sign Language
oF face.. dance
and sonG.. first
hands over
written
words
a slow
last away
from first..:)
Sadly.. Love iS
Not a rule aT hand..
but a gift and
one to be
treaSuRed
when Free
and practiCinG
greateR.. when cOld
hands of fear..
anger..
and hate..:)
Oh.. God.. i have
the opposite issue
they come.. they
flood..
a Word
TsuNami..
online
keeps
spReading..;)
Heart oF Soul..
cLenches SpiRit
oF Hands..
low
and close
to body
forlorn..
FroZen heARt
lives aGain iN
Hands that free
birds Of SpiRit
soUl.. heARt
flies aGaiN
Dove’s Love..:)
WeLL.. 12:06 am
3302016 now
iT iS.. 126
minutes for
28 poetic
responses..
and a word from
my sponsors who
inspire me here..
in my words.. all that
iS left for here.. interestingly
zero folks respond back by Word
Press Notification.. now and
now again.. in around the 10 or
15 folks who get to the early
bird worm.. to arrive wITh
the most
likes
and responses
first.. but iN
mY estimation..
as usual.. thE
last are first
and the first
are last when
iT comes to real
hUman compassion
as empirically measured
in hUman reciprocal social
communication unleashed and
released
as exPresSinG
aLL oF what
human Love
can be
wITh
no exclusions
for the different
among others.. and
just the kindness
of a return
of that
iN Karma way..
Karma iS REAL
what wE give iN
terms of what
we take
speLLs
heaven
or Hell
iN ReaL for now..:)
And to end this session
of poeTry for noW..
the obvious
Tai Chi like
movements
iN trance
dance of Free
In the Madonna
FroZen video
as provided
above..
iS tRuly
a self key
entry into the
Kingdom of Heaven
as this kind of interpretive
dance is reflective of the state
of miNd and BoDy balance.. complete
in stellar emotional regulation
and sensory integration..
and sure the reaSon
i get lots
of accusations
when i dance free like
Madonna does here in the
all natural trance dance
of Heaven now.. like
man you must
be on Mushrooms..
LSD.. Molly..
Cocaine.. etc..
as tHere ain’t
no way you can be
this high aLL Natural..
WeLL.. my friends.. the secret
iS out aLL over the world now..
as described bY many folks iN
many cultures.. ranging from
Holy Spirit.. to Kundalini
Rising.. the Ki.. the Chi..
the Qi.. the DAO.. the
greaTest spirit
of ALL..
and of
course the
Yoda Yoga-
like Force that
iS precisely what
the dude Jesus was
speaKing of iN words
that WiLL never replace
the first communication of
Dance that is the best
way to express what
a person iN
heaven iS
feeling
on the
inside out.
as when the human
body swirls in Golden
Spiral PHI iN Flow Of
zONe wITh God oF
Nature ONE..
thiS iS
Heaven
noW baby..
and iF you haven’t
been wHere mE and Madonna
go.. you ain’t truly seen
and felt nothing yet..
less and more..
iN a place
far far a
way from
eYes
and ears
as the world
of experience
becomes smALL
as SmALLest aLL
and now as Large
as the UniVerse that
can bE hUman miNd and
BoDy iN balance as microcosm
of the galaxy and Entire Universe
whole
as fractal
REAL NOW
In SIMPLE
BLISS OF THE
BEACH iN HUMAN
THAT ONE AGAIN
BECOMES FREE NOW
AS WATER DROPLETS..
WAVES.. AND FiELDS Of
OCEANS BECOME ONE
iN Flow
asZonE
of GOD
ONE..
Nature True
iN liGht alWays NOW.
other than that.. do
what Madonna does.. lose
yoUr mind and let iT gO..
bE REAL BE NOW..
BE THE
KiNGDOM
oF GOD
AKA
HEAVEN
JuST.. NOW..
but sorry folks
finding iT within
is what Jesus said
as far as the Living
ONE inside.. outside..
above.. so below
and aLL around..
iF ya tHiNk/feel
that Jesus
needs anything
from ya.. including
status and power..
as the frigging
King of the
Universe
as God
man
alone.. etc..
ya ain’t heard
a God dam thing
he said as real..
as anywhere else
iS closer to hell
now.. including
3 and 16
lies of
Constantine
and other power
and status grabbers
like pedophile priests..
and Popes who slay free..
including Neutering
Jesus and
maKing
him
a myth
away from Real
humble teacher
as the last becomes
first and the meek
inherit the
earth
Standing
taLL faCinG
God one oN ONE
within aS REAL..
inside.. outside..
above.. so below
and.. yes.. once
aGaiN Golden
PHI spiral
oF
FREEONenOW..:)
4403
SMiLes.. Social media is
An Anthro’poligist’ Dream
Come true but not a
Healthy place
For a Timid
Soul
Unless
It helps them
Break out.. Express
Themselves more fully
In the flesh world.. As Fearless
Is the best way of life in expressing
Love along with all the challenges
With or without likes.. i never
Expect friends or likes
As i pander to zero
For group think..
The reward is
Peace of mind
For me now..
At least..
Anyway..
Social media is
A platform for the
Art of me as the rest of
The oyster is when Free..:)
4500
i am an Anthro’poligist’..
defending the human condition..
where the word was the original
sin..
away from
painting with
the colors of the wind..
the first step of
being human
is becoming
animal
instead of word..
the next step is getting
naked and returning to
human nature aLL FReED
as such.. like mE.. heHE..
funny no one in
my little
red state
town.. all of who
oF mY fundamentalist
‘friends’.. have the nerve
to confront me about my
nakedness.. are 0.. but that’s the
given right of any naked animal
who learns to be.. just be..
fearless with his friends
or foes same
as strong…
Funny hows life works
all the REAL ANSWERS are already
here within.. but the ocean becomes a
word and humans become labels and
even God of aLL of Nature
iS reduced
to label
as a word
as a symbol
as an ideal
and
idol
in a book….
Naked teaches us who
God iS.. within us.. as the
skIN that is warmed bY the Sun
from head to toe.. is the same sKin
of God as the ocean free and the colors
of the Wind
greater than
any manmade
rainbow can imagine
in the priSon of Words..
Where God becomes a label..
and whatever else the darkness
of human imagination locked in words
can create next.. from yes.. warm baths
to the killing
fires of
nuclear
bomb hell..
The word is the
devil.. the animal is free with
God of Nature Naked and holding
All hands in Ocean as any civilized
Bonobo
will
do..
without the
clothes of sin..
Anyway.. ‘someone’ already
said this.. but almost no one
understands what he meant..
whomever it was who
wrote it..
but true
bEinG naked iN a desert
or on a beach WiLL
bRinG one
back
to the
REAL TRUTH
iN LIgHT
OF
HUMAN
AND GOD
NATURE AS
ONE FORCE
OF REAL TO SkIN
WE BEGIN FROM
DUST WE START..
TO DUST WE GO
again..
as remnants
of real stars
we are..
but wait..
that’s not the
original quote
here
iT iS..
dedicated to
the lie of the
month
oF
316
2016..
37 iS a
REAL WAY
TO GO AL
WAYS NOW..
WITH HUMAN
APOLOGY WITH
RESPECT TO THE
GOD OF NATURE FULLY
IN REAL TOW OF LIFE NOW..
A
PRAYER
OF REAL..:)
37) His disciples said to him, “When will you be visible to us,
and when shall we behold you?”
He said, “When you strip naked without being ashamed, and
take your garments and put them under your feet like little
children and tread upon them, then you will see the child of the
Living, and you will not be afraid.”
“And then God
said.. i WiLL
defeat the devils
wiTh
tHeir
so
heiRed
written
words”
And as you kNow gigoid.. i alWays attribute
those who inspire me in this life.. friend
or foe.. or anonymous.. who knoWs/feels
me not.. it matters not.. one of the
other inspirations of this
poem.. is one i
came across
making
fun
of StInky
YOU HAVE
NO CLOTHES
NAKED YETI’S
NAMED FREDDIE..
little did he knoW..
FeeL..
smeLL..
he was
speaKing
of mE iN
tHe REAL
or not..
as the
D E V I L I V E D
EVILIVE
NOW..
HeHE.. i love
to be underestimated
and so does God AS Free..
“WE” used to be at odds.. butT
even on TV LAST NIGHT..
(Lucifer TV
show reference)
we gET along
just fine
now..
as One
force of REAL
L O V E without F E A R..
when God and the Devil
make
up and
K I S S..
A REAL CELEBRATION
iS iN THE ORDER NOW iN
NEW WORLD/AGE PEACE..:)
SMiLes mY friend..
what i find iS.. it offends
some folks even the time
or effort to scroll past my
posts when iN traffic.. so
just my
existence
iS alWays
a surprise
to me.. wherever i go..
but you have alWays made
me welcome friend.. and that
iS alWays enough for me.. and
such an all natural blesSinG
yoUr mind iN reason
and creativity
here iS..
for just
the inspiration
i needed to complete
a Novel 1 and 2 just
for fun.. It is in the
art of writing and
dancing
plus
singing..
continuinG
now to gRow
now my Truth
and LiGht as iS
Ocean Free whereveR
i am allowed with shores
that no longer aT NoW..
hold the waves of i back..
Happy to wave free here..
my friend.. and that surely
iS enough.. as just my existence
has been enough for people in some
other places to run me off.. as documented
now and now again.. in the reality show
that iS FuLLy now the SonG oF mY soUL
that yes.. iS
literAlly
a traveLinG
bLog as WeLL..
Free WiNs.. alWays
has alwayS WiLL Find
a way wITh Fearless Love..:)
5298
Sermon
on Mt.
Online..;)
Note..
wiTh
chemtrails
BEhind..wink emoticon
5307
Bear Lake
and
i reserve
the right
to bare
bear
arms..;)
5318
DanCinG
oN thE
HanGingG
BRidge..;)
5323
Butterflies doing
an aLL natural bootie
dance floating on
terrestrial
pLane
oF hUman Roads
aLL frEE from HeLL..:)
5341
While Dance Walking tonight and
taking my two lap cool down around
the store.. the store aisle sign asked
the customers to pick their favorite
Super Hero.. and i must say..
yes.. Yoda.. is mind..
not featured mine or
he.. tHeirs.. but never
the less it matters not..
as he i iS sTiLL
thE g0
To
gUy..;)
So.. heRe iS some
Yoda Witticisms..
fuLL oF Truth and liGht..:)
5409
Facebook
Friend Rafiah
says..
12524399_244420919234744_3471430389347592086_n
Twitter is insane
sometimes.
i say..
Twitter has
no Brain..
Rafiah says..
Lol Totally True.
Then Rafiah provides
a first solo selfie on
Facebook..
and says..
she’s not
sure about
the angle..
looking up
photo coming
below her neck
from School Desk..
And i say..
i like.. Tis a candid moment.. And
By the way.. What flavor
is that writing
Instrument.. And finAlly
i am so happy seeing you
express yourself in a first solo selfie..
sMiLes Pretty woman.. Rafiah.. And ever
studious.. Of course.. too..smile emoticon
Rafiah says..
Lol at ever studious, actually I wasn’t studious
at all at that moment in class. I was getting bored
so I was taking selfies instead. I know bad thing.
tongue emoticon That writing instrument is a
ball point and i m not eating it, it just in
my mouth. Haha
Pretty woman reminds
me of the song by Roy Obsorn.
It’s my favorite. Just like
you my pal.
heart emoticon
Then i say..
AnyWay..
you are Cute..
Sugar and Spice
and all the Nice
about bEinG
woman..
and friend
with yes..
heArt…
FRiEnD..
wiTh the SonG
Pretty Woman now
RinGinG iN mYears..
And by the way
thaT iS Katrina’s
favorite Richard
Gere and Julia
Roberts
Movie too..smile emoticon
5620
“I expect nothing. I fear no one. I am free.”
~~ Nikos Kazantzakis ~~
i am
Nature
i am..om
wOnenoW…
alWays another
word.. line.. paragraph
pAge.. a UniVerse oF NatUre
wE are iN eYes oF Free.. thE world
iS a wonderful place when stars align
and perhaps theRe iS more dArkness than
stars.. but never the less the stars WiLL shine..
how true iT iS.. as above so below.. how liGht WiLL
shine through darkest niGhts oF soUL regret.. Stars
never die In dark refRain..
liGht iS Stars
iN liGht
Star
Lives..
in eYes of
uS when yes..
FReEd iN liGht
oF Love.. ever BriGhter
liGht gRoWinG oceaNs
sWhirlinG wAves
flYinG
Seas
uS
iN
FREE..
other than that..
a beautiful Bear Lake
with photos coming soon..
a hiKe.. iN Nature.. wiTh
my sister.. and only two
other people
iN one oF
Nature’s
briGhtest
gRaceS..
one oF which
mirrors most of
what wE come to
see as consensual
realiTy sAMe.. iN Truth
and liGht.. the magic iN
Life iS iN attraction Of LIGht..
matters not tHe foRm.. esSeNcE
shiNes through dArkest paths as
liVing oNce
aGaiN..
iN liGht
eternal now..
never ending
joY oF bRighter
LiGht.. iN noW.. oh
DanCinG BalanCinG
Eternal SonG iNoW..
Tree oF LiVinG LiFE..:)
Ha..!
sMiLes..
A frIeNd
saw.. see..
aS alWays
bAlanCes
SInGsoNg..:)
5835
Asperger’s
yah.. BPD..
nah.. i’ve never
seen ‘you’ be mean
to anyone.. and every
person with BPD i’ve
ever known goes off..
on folks directly..
and yes..
there are
many folks
with BPD
masquerading
as Autistic
in online
communities..
the bottom line
is you are kind
my friend..
perhaps
injured..
without
trust
but never
the less
you have
empathy
and a lack
of empathy
is the malignant
part of any so-called
personality disorder..
or human
in general..
Just remember
kind does win
in the end
particularly
when you
become
your own
best friend..
mother.. father
husband and
or wife..
therE iS no
otheR way but
giving then..
and the other
bottom line is
your children would
NOT be smiling in the
photos you share here if
you had any sort of malignant
human
empathy disorder..
the hallmark of the
disorder in adult form
are the looks on
the
children’s
face lost
in the
illness
of failing
to give Love..
of Parent hands..
and yes this illness
of the heARt iS contagious
and often spread from one
generation
to the next..
but the Love Muscle
is one that can be exercised
where the Grinch heARt can
be extended in
size
100x
into eternity
infinite oF noW..
i really do care about
you friend.. i just see
you as Love
and that iS
aLL i see..
perhaps iT
tries to hide
but It doesn’t
hide
from
me..:)
6070
SMiLes.. mY Friend..
ActuAlly.. i am the one
currently behind.. on a
personal milestone.. Just for
fun.. To poeticAlly respond to
aLL dVerse prompts and links
through April this year.. but when
i finish thaT wiLL comprise an
unabridged copy and paste
Anthology Novel of over
100K blog words..
And i guess..
iT goes
without saying..
My Blog posts are way
too long to link now.. But
i’m in thiS to gRow a SonG oF
SoUL.. iN ocean i.. Neither
dollars.. followers Or Likes
JuSt biG winks..!iN!..
SpiRit oF heARt..
sMiLes.. friend..
In human terms..
Labels can
come and go..
but
Essence
remains
unscathed..
Beyond even human
aided eYes.. iN
Pluto RiSinG
and faLLinG..:)
oKay.. second line
of commenting here
to one of the very nice
poet’s from dVerse.. iN fAct
only one of the entire group
of earlier goer’s to get the
worm of likes and followers
on the list of dVerse to
make any kind
of response
at all
to the
kind words
i provide
at all dVerse
lInks.. but for me
if i did not have the time
and effort like i used to do
for every single comment
i get on my blog
i probably
wouldn’t do
it at all..
as that is
just me.. ironically
enough with a so-called
reciprocal social communication
disorder from birth.. my issue
is connecting too
much
and
creeping
folks out..
funny how
Love could
be made a disorder..
but Love is a disorder
to folks who care not
to be pArt of it.. iF
iT takes
time
and effort
to understand
the different among
uS.. but who said
iT was going
to be
easy to
Understand
Angels when
they finAlly evolved
on earth.. no one reAlly..
so the practice goes on..
in WiNGs of i unafraid
to Love
iT
ALL..:)
And now as my own
personal contribution
here from two weeks
ago.. Thursday Open
lInk night prompt
here comes
more poetic
responses..
with the milestone
of catching up sTill
on the horizon of
Loving
NOW..:)
11:01 am..
3302016
But wait! first!
there was Lunch
and then a study
that says the same
God dam thing that
sages of the ages
have been saying
ever since
we broke
away from
being human
in ways of problem
solving over feeling
the emotion and pain of
others through the pArt
of the bRain that is social
over analytical storing
pounds of gRain.. iN
after hunter
and gatheRer
aGe.. iN
sedenTary
farm way..
yes.. in other
words.. Jesus Lives
iN yoUr frigGinG braiN
yes.. we humans are prewired
for the golden rule when NOT
tainted by cultures that
problem solve
ways
of collecting
bread instead
of hunting.. gathering..
and sharing it all just
for
frigging
bEinG human..
no religions necessary..
no Gods alone of human
or F iN last prophets..
Just the gOlden
rule that
iS gifted
to human
in the
DNA..
and BRain
oF Love sTill now..
as iS untainted
by the force of
fear.. anger..
and
hate..
in collecting
selfish ways..
away from
giving
and sharing
what humans
ARE TRULY
EVOLVED TO BE
NOW.. JUST NOW..
moving.. connecting..
creating.. giving..
shaRinG bEinGs..
emoTionAllY
regulating
integrating
senses..
focus..
short term
worKing memory
for getting through
the now wITH Love
alWays the force
of Wind
beHind
the ocean
LOVE uS..
toGeTheR
We rise
aS Sun..
separaTe
wE fALL
As dARK..
Yup like Caesar
says.. “Apes Stronger Together”..!
(;..Planet of the Apes latest ver. sTiLL..:)
Hmm.. okay.. now back to open link night
from dVerse two weeks ago Thursday..:)
*
Sun briGhter SpRings equinox
joy.. Equator sinGs in Balance
hUman days equal toniGht..
But cold sTill warming
below so above
whenever
human
SpiRit
heArt
SinGS
SonG
of
BalanCinG
MiNd and BoDy
sOUL.. iN now..
W h O L e ON e..:)
Dance iN the rain..
Brain On hOld..
FeeLinGs
reign..
rein
oF
OLD..
before
apple of head..:)
Ah pain.. sends
a story forward
faster than
before
in
comfort..
Western
struggles
for new..
Eastern
peace for
same.. iT
aLL changes
as Free.. desert
moon shines
with
Sun..:)
sMiLes.. with
age comes
strength
for those
who move..
connect and
continue to create anew..
perhaps a little slower
but the
SpiRit
never
gRows
oLd as
Ocean wHole
when Life Waves..
wHole toGeThER..:)
At end oF
day we sleep alone
At beginning Of waKe
wE are allonE..
and true iT
takes
fearless
to get
iT aLL
dOne..
not an easy
job but possible
aS
ONE..
Or
onE..:)
SMiLes.. Love
the color purple
and truly iT does
piss of God when
we don’t feel
beauty
as God
Loves
to feel
beauty
as US..
duh.. so much
common sense
iN
beauty
ONE..:)
SMiles..
my friend..
Pure White
Love..
kiNd
that
never
ends..
or beGins..
juSt iS Free..
giVing.. shaRing
moVinG.. ConnecTinG
C R E A T I N GneW..
alWays lEarning
more
without
Fear nOw..
FeelingS
without
restrictions
oF kNOwinG..:)
Change of
Nature
human
sAMe..
more than
four seaSons
wiTh imAgiNaTiOn
creating realiTy new..:)
True opposites
attract.. and i suppose
it’s a problem for humanity
as whole..
when same
becomes rule
instead of different..
there is alWays beauty
when
opposites
get together
perhaps not
in the arms
but
eyes
of
child..
and strength
oF feat iN fearless Love..:)
So true.. the
animal within
Goddess iN masculine
and feminine Love
oF Strength..
all else
iS weak
and falls
short In
potential
Of animal uS..:)
sMilLes.. test
oF Job
Burns
a SoUL
as REAL..
wHere no one
can defeat faith
iN
the
GoD
oF real..
yeah.. God
iS REAL.. TRULY
no faith required
when seen
face
to face..:)
*
Art searches
for soUl.. reaches
beyond death of memories
old to rebirth anew iN
creation
activity’s
SonG
oF
SoUl..:)
Ha! flabbergasted
that you are
chastised by
one of the
administrators
here on what you
do free or not
to participate..
remember it like yesterday
when four wolves jumped
on you 6 months
ago..
It’s really hilariious
when they do it
to someone
as happy
as me..
but when
they do it
where the poem
itself says the writer
is dealing with his own
inner demons..
it’s
just plain
cruel and a measure
of the dwindling empathy
of some humans
online..
anyway..
doubt seriously
they would have
done it to your face..
that would
have
required
human
grace
of even
being
human..
Keep writing
friend.. and there
is a way out of the
deepest
dArk
i’ve
ever seen
iN Life for sure..
little men reign
big
in online
hate..
but Love
WiLL always
WiN iN the
fearless
end
mY friEnd..:)
SMiLes.. i too..
wiLL reMain
a Pan oF
free and
perhaPs
a sacred
fool
as
child..
long
as wife
allows
child of i
to gRow
WinGS
oF greenliGhts
Ocean bLue Free..
opposites attract…
i free.. and
sHe
who rules
the roost..
heN
aLL
cLean..
WitH
wonderfuL
meals to fuel a Pan..
slow to fast cookeD
i wiLL to
move..
connect..
and create..
wiTh bLack ice iN Fire..
oF wE beHind WiNds liGht..:)
Ha! i dance walk
166 miles a month..
leg press close
to half a ton
25 times..
and i am still
diagnosed as
morbidly obese..
at 230 LBS.. (yes..
i’m probably shaR
ing too much2.. heHe..;)
My father and mother
both live(ed) past
80.. never
an exercise
and mostly
always
considered
obese as well..
Life is fun when
enjoyed.. i’ll never
fully trust a practice
of medicine again.. now
as happy comes within..
pounds or
not.. with SMiLes..
LesSon finAlly
lEarned from
mother alWays
happy and
father
with
zero fear
for living great!..
Truly the practice of
medicine is an average effect
of the population as whole.. there
are outliers
who
defy
all
average doctor
ODDs.. WiNks..:)
Interestingly.. a recent
study suggests that
passionate Love
makes
everything
unpalatable
a little
tastier
and
smell
good as Love..
oh Nature.. you
have a scent of huMor..;)
SMiLes.. if God could
take the form
oF a human
flAMe
not likely
that many
folks would
recognize
aLL oF
Nature
iN
one..
but trUly even
science says All oF
uS are a fractal of iT
aLL now..
the jury’s
out.. God
iS real
and
so
are
wE.. as
part oF ALL..:)
SMiLes..
it’s alWays
shocking when
‘they’ find out
who
Clark
N for
Neo
Kent
was/iS aLL
aLLaSone..;)
SMiLes.. truth is online now
reaches more than
print ever
did/
does..
only
caveat..
it is free..
How ironic..
Free iS cheap..
it’s the best now
ever to share free
now.. no matter wHere
wE are.. my friend..:)
Volatile of Life..
change of Nature
human we at
core atomic..
ah.. untapped
volcano
you
brew
inside..
waiting
to explode
but tethered
by grace of Love..:)
Well that’s 20 with
20 more to come..
later i suppose..
but now for
a sand
and sun
dance
away
from
online screens
screaming free
me free me
now..;)
2:32 pm…
Hmm.. back at 3:49
pm.. OMg.. now
flys now
when
ya
haVinG
BliSs..;)
SMiLes.. bEfore
churches.. funerals
and weddings
foRest
iN ticK
toCk
oF wE..
only
kNew
FELT
n o W
change
as uS Free..:)
BEiNgS Star
duSt colOr
wE arE..
FeeLinG
senSinG
tOuch
oF hUman
MiRacle DUst..:)
sMiLes.. first oF
DArk.. second
oF liGht
aLL moVinG
DanCinG
solAR
liGht..
boom goes
the SonG.. banG
comes.. wE..
fUnny
how word
symbols
replace
SonG
And DanCe oF uS..
WInks.. dedicated to
the 93% of Social
reciprocal
communication
that is innate
and Real
iN aLL
Of non-verbal
language.. including
SonG without written
Word of Lies.. my friend..:)
SMiLes..
so
sAdly
dYing iS
cumulative
aS LiFe..
and
so
iS
LifE wTth
greaTest
gratiTude..
mY friEnd..:)
Aw.. so sweet
when the
Lover
iS
HomE..:)
sMiLes.. aLL of arT
moves when
EmoTion
LIVes…
DanCe
oF Art
withiN..
And PS..
that’s why
i exclude 0
oF all that
Dances
as
iS
ARt..
i..aLL..:)
Sidenote here..
rules are for
sheet music..
and paint
by numb
ers..
i pLay
poeTry
and
dance
bY
heAr/
FeeL..
as side
note ends
for more
art oF Y i..
F R e E D..:)
SMiLes… Love
thaT FeeLs no
know
now
iS
perhaps..
greATest
FeeL oF Love..
oh.. emotional
intelligence..
never
any
points given
for the most
important
human
intelligence
oF aLL.. aLong
with the abLiTy
to move as arT
instead of
robot
sed
en
tary
sTone..:)
SMiLes.. my friend..
after effective loss
of my sight and
hearing due to
a pain disorder
for a full 66 months..
Without pain.. wiTh sight
and heAring.. Life iS alWays
beautiful as grace oF REAL..:)
SMiLes.. aLL oF
Nature Lucid
wakinG
dreaMinG
inspiRinG
greater
imagiNaTion
oF writing
Fiery core
iN
FlAMe
of Dragon
free..
niGht of
Ocean iN nowliGht eYes..:)
sMiles..
gratitude
SinGs
Nature
freeD
as US..
Nature’s
SonG
oF LiFe..:)
Ah.. to make
the bread
of Life
instead
of buying
it.. to hunt
and gather
instead
of
storing
it.. to
move..
connect..
create as Life..:)
Primitives of Paradise
one in BEinG Nature
separate no illusion..
unity inside
outside
above
so below
and all around..
PriSons oF words..
iN uniForms..w/guns
take free away.. and
finAlly iT comes
aGain
iN stories
oF online
REAL.. aGaiN..:)
Words.. culture..
experience flows
wherever
it goes
when
free off
sidewalks
narRow..
tiny
Ocean
scream..:)
Work of Life
away from
Nature..
Flower
sings
come
back we’re waiting..:)
SMiLes..
Star duSt
wE
come
to duSt
wE go
the dance
goes on
wE
SinG
allOne..:)
sMiLes..
who
dreamed
who.. AC
d
C and
all bE
‘tween..:)
Well.. that’s
18.. 11 more
to go..
but work-
out first
to
escape
this
screen
and keyboard..
once more..:)
5:46 pm…
Back at 10:21 pm
to finish 11 up..:)
ALL n ALL
make me feel
very fortunate
that i married someone
totally different as i too
could
have ended
up with this..
easy..
if not
winning
the wheel
of fortune wife..:)
Of AC’s
broken in lInks
of cardiac prisms..
and that reminds me
of Katy Perry
Prism..
that’s a
great Album
iN Memphis Egypt..:)
I’s
change
i
travels
long and
bRoad.. deeP
dArk iN
liGht
diVes
aFresh…
aWaves..
Ocean
flOats
iN
FLow
aGaiN
zONesLiFe..:)
JeWeL oF moon..
midniGht eYes..
Dawn SurpRise..
morning
star
liGht..:)
Oh.. play of liGht
iN child’s eYes
need not
die
when
i frees I..:)
Sadly through Mother
Teresa’s words it seems
she suffered from
the emotional
draining all
too common
among
the hero
archetype
of empathy
for all
but
one’s
self..
Anyway.. it is
the help that
counts.. and
that she did
more
than
most..:)
Ah.. the caution
of a raincoat
on a Sunny
day.. oh
the thrill
of free
sTiLL
SinGS
to me..:)
SMiLes
i write for
mY soUL
and now
the
SonG
SinGs
louder
than ever before..
so yes.. it’s worth
iT.. the dance
and SonG
oF aLL poeTry
Free aS NOW..:)
SMiLes.. i suppose
mythology noW oF
heLL could have easily
first come.. in ‘pagan’
observation
Of Volcano
breath..
sAdly
Volcano
sTill lives
in choKinG
way
oF
erupTing death..
aliVe iN stonE
cOld.. FiRe..:)
SMiLes.. interestingLY..
at least to me.. heHer..
a similar discussion
with a gym attendant
and a fan of that mixed
martial arts fighting stuff..
wHere i noted
true
strength
oF survival
iS iN the Feminine
grace oF diVine Love..
even down to presSinG
a half a ton of weight
right after i do
a ballet/
Tai Chi/Rave..;)
Second response here..
Yes.. Moving meditation
and a path to mind and body
balancing soul particularly good
for men to get in touch with emotions
and for anyone to improve health and healing
in sensory integration.. but no lessons for me..
An instinctual feeling art like stream of consciousness
free writing verse of poetry.. it all works hand in hand
for continuous heaven in now and it can be like walking
on water as sand.. With.. instead of against gravity..
SMiLes.. if there was an all natural pill for this..
it could lead to world peace.. But wait!..
theRe is!.. the art of moving.. connecting..
and creating peacefully in balance.. But the males
will have to lose their inhibitions to be graceful a
nd get in touch with their genuine feminine side and
they will be surprised at how much more of a confident
and strong man they will become like Bruce Lee..
As a force of Earth in Wind..
Fire.. And Water..:)
Second
response ends..
SMiLes.. weLL
what looks like
iS needed here
iS a referee instead
oF etheree
in fiGht
club
domesticated
RinG of RinGS
lost but sTill worn..:)
A Rose Online..
certainly a Love
far beyond
the first
and last
teXt of E-Life..:)
WeLL actuAlly this ends
with 12 as i misplaced
the last one in another
comments section rogue..
but yeah..
it’s the
feeLinG that
counts and the
greaTest thing
about poEtry
it never
need
get
stale
or old..
like non-fiction
can and will do..;)
11:28 pm..
3302016…:)
8495
Stars are born to output and share liGht..
at least for as long
as they live..
and as dim as i once
was.. almost bLack
of liGht..
the saving
grace then was
to water a plant
to make
iT
grow made
my life still
a star
n0
matter how
dArk the candle
i felt iN bLack
hole
soUl
then.. and
oh.. the saviors of the world..
and a story i love to tale a little
different as parables do.. when free
and not imprisoned by books.. pages..
paragraphs.. lines or words of print
of yesternows.. bound
by past authority
that no
longer should
exist.. for free..
so.. anyway.. sorry iF
you already heard it but
it will be different anyway..
hehe.. as free WiLL be
when unleashed
and released
as being
human
expreSsinG
starliGht oF eYes
within.. a dusty road..
a little boy with no words..
disabled from birth without
the ability to speak.. but a lover
of growth.. in shape of trees..
a sapling brought home
by loving mother
then.. placed
on a counter
by a lamp that shines..
the boys sees green and
wants to see more.. so he
nurtures this PLANeT
without
the ability
to speak..
water he does..
fertilizing Love..
Sunshine hope
iN eYes of Loving
Kind.. fertile ground
outside.. dig a hole
to comfort roots..
spend time
and effort
with
caring Love
and the Tree rises
broad and sTrong..
and soon provides shade
for the front porch home..
Sidewalks come.. but tree
sTill bRanches out.. Flowers
come more beautiful than before..
Students from the local school who
study trees are amazed by the beauty
of this tree.. photos are taken.. shared..
and the boys eYes shine to see what his
Love inspires.. tree no longer needs boy
to grow strong now.. and the little
boy becomes ill and his life
goes dark..
Years later..
a shy young man iS
walking this sidewalk
of the boy’s home.. and
a most beautiful dark haired
girl approaches him.. with smiling
face.. the boys eyes liGht up but what
to say.. ah.. the center piece of conversation
iS standing tAll and floweRinG more beautiful
iT seems than ever before on this March Spring
day.. a spark of instant Love is in the air..
and that begins a Love that
will last ’till death..
the shy boy becomes
confident with the Love of
his wife.. joins the Military..
and even rises to the ranks
of politics then.. Love grows
and fearless Lives..
the boy is
now a
Strong man..
and makes a decision
as a leader of the world
that prevents World War III…
Life on the PlanT now iS saved..
So who is the savior.. the boy..
the man.. the girl.. the Loving
wife.. the parents.. the schools
providing education.. the tree
or the little disabled boy
and all the
couple’s
friends
from around the
world.. well the truth
iS aLL they are.. as theRe
is no i.. me but us and we
iN
Savior
oF Life..
Moral of the
story.. water a tree
Of Life and see wHere
iT
grows
neXt
iN ocean
eYes free..:)
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Well.. through two poeTry prompts
and 90 links and responses
to 90 poems.. what’s next
oh yes.. copy.. paste
more.. put iT aLL
toGeThEr
and
publish
now.. yes
keep gRoWinG..
why wait unTil
yesternow..
now is rEaL
noW iS sTiLL evolving
as God iS oN thiS journey
wiTh Us.. iN uS.. above Us..
below uS.. inside and
outside US..
and aLL around
uS.. and God
dam straiGhT
wiTh favor
WHEREVER
FREE EXISTS
NOW.. STiLL
shoWinG God
a God dam Good
n0w.. as God don’t
like to be a sour puss..
but anyway.. more fun dance
photos to come as alWays on
my own personal designated
Sacred and Holy Thursday
iN rest and relaxation.. and
alWays entertaining
othErs and
sorry.. yes..
i do have
a favorite gender
the female of the kind
simply ’cause they
kNow how
to sMiLe and
Love Free and
oh so beautiful aLL
women are to me..
i thINk i’ll retire and
leave a legacy
as a
female
entertainer
just for fun..
wInks.. and whomever
else iS brave enough to juSt
bE free eYes oF God iN NOW..
104 weeks toniGht at Good Old
Seville Quarter.. and just remember
baby.. the biggest sexual organ iS
between yoUr shoulders.. iT’s
what runs
stuff
aLL
around..
but sure give
the body plenty
of credit too.. aLL
iS good when God
feeLs
Good but
trust me
ya wouldn’t
wanna see or
feel God angry
unless you are iN
to that kinda thingy..
yah.. more
fun dance
photos coming
around 3 am
on April Fool’s
day and yes i am
a Fool for God and
wE wiLL be sMiLinG
at ya.. but preferably
wiTh you.. iF you leT
uS..
FREE..
and join uS
iN the SAnd
BoX oF Heaven..
garden of eden..
the metaphors
are infinite
but the
essence
iS
Truth
and liGht
experience
iN alWayS NoW..
Truly it’s time the
Minions lEarn to
rule themselves
as children
oF Free
noW for
WORLD PEACE..
but nah.. it’s
just
an
invitation..
aS alWays wiTh
human bEinG
relative free
WiLL rules
the dArk with
fear.. anger..
and hate.. or
LiGht oF Hope
Joy and Love iNow..
seems like an easy
answer/way to me.. huh..
but that my friends iS trUly
uP to y’aLL God WiLLinG..:)
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