i have an “After Book of Fred” to write.. so i guess i’LL get stArted..
Oh.. by A way.. my therapist says i should give Ted Talks.. as i continue to help her with her other patients.. so.. sure.. i”LL continue the Fred talk.. hehe.. And yes.. she literally did say that yesterday.. as even my wife can atTest too.. Sure.. writing close to 12 million words crosses over to the spoken world too.. and sure.. i fully express emotion.. and that my friends equals what politicians word in FeeLinG in Words and non-verbal Langauge as Charismatic and Magnetic.. sure.. the Body Electric too.. perHaps if i could Dance with Hillary i could give her some more2.. or get in a room with Trump and make his head explode.. as sure.. i have a certain.. intellectual and spiritual wordAge advantage now too.. hehe..
And first2.. i’LL stARt wITh one of the nicest compliments i’Ve ever received from a fellow blogger Hailing from roots in Ghana.. but i.. ‘long ago’.. living on a virtual world named the Wrong Planet wHere a deficit of reciprocal social communication was the diSease there.. i made much effort to conTacT.. but with little ever response from others.. and in the sea and ocean of all i do in life.. as friend.. a very beautiful woman on Facebook recently said.. when she opens doors for everyone.. she rarely even gets acknowledgment for that and sure i’LL say her name.. Sybil.. i don’t know her at all really.. but i do know at Seville Quarter she shared a video of me.. saying that ‘this is for our friend who never changes for anyone’.. in other words my spirit of free gave her inspiration.. and sure that is enough reciprocation in social communication to inspire me as well to do much more too.. what i learned on the Wrong Planet online.. is truly the same off that online planet too.. we are a nation(s) of people in first world way.. who in real life.. flesh and blood way become more distant from that flesh and blood as the virtual world becomes more real than the one that tastes.. smells.. touches.. and feels and senses so much more than screens of sight and sound only will ever bring.. so i make it a practice of recording a Garden of Band-Aid for those who support me in this journey of giving.. i treasure friends and record them here in the Book oF Fred in journey of witnessing for God of Nature all that is as that will start a new chapter on 9112016.. where this “After Book oF Fred”.. will then be published on Word Press and Blogger Blogs on 9122016.. and sure the 911 meme and theme rings volumes of emergency light like that last photo of me coming out of Seville and Seeing an ambulance as potential Omen of sorts.. as sure.. for metaphor too.. ‘those witnesses for God for 42 months’.. did not live long after that… and what is the most dangerous thing we humans in our first world countries do on a day to day basis.. driving.. hell.. yes.. driving is the most dangerous shit of all where we navigate 3 ton bullets just waiting to hit a brick wall.. of potential death.. it is no responsibility to be taken lightly and one that deserves our full attention and focus.. as Lord knows even paying the closest attention as possible in my life to driving.. there were two incidences where a cat and a dog darted underneath my car from the side of the road.. lower than a deer in the forest.. and even one time.. where an actual Lynx.. a wild cat.. ran into my Camaro front end.. across the highway.. at incredible speed of trying to save his or her life from oncoming human meteor projectiles on the highway to life or death.. as it were and still is.. yeah.. Road Kill is pARt and parcel of creature comforts of human being.. including human.. of course.. and from now on.. i am going to put my frigging ‘smart’ phone.. in my glove compartment.. as on that other seat those notifications light that thing up bright and it is hard to break a habit of getting notified per se.. and glance over to see what’s going down online.. well.. when it’s night and there is an open road.. and no cars.. it can seem rather safe.. if one temporarily forgets the danger to wild life.. and even someone walking lonely in the middle of the night on the side of the road.. and on a beautiful calm half moonlit night.. full.. that phone lit up with a notification.. i looked down.. just for a split second and my practice of martial arts and quick reaction.. could have saved my life too.. as a tree had fallen across the road.. as they do when they are ready to do.. even days after a storm of rain comes through.. or just tree old age and sickness as it were and is now with those struggles of environment too.. so.. i dodged it just in time.. before hitting it blindly and going wherever i might have steered in a panic then.. perhaps in to a power pole dead.. or another destination like that.. even someone’s home off the road.. anyway.. lesson learned for me.. and just a reminder that shit does happen.. and its best to be on all your toes and fingers and senses and feelings too.. when shit does go down.. in the dark of life too.. so anyway.. back to more ‘After Book of Fred’ stuff.. i count my blessings in witness for God of Nature way too.. as a Garden oF Band-Aid of support for those who do come in Loving ways on my hi-way liGht of liFe now.. away from the lower-way of life that IS A dARk poTenTial and reAliTy too.. so here are the nice words by Rytha Ephua.. who hails in roots from Ghana in Africa..
“No, I do not live in U.S. either do I hail from South Africa but yes, my root can be traced in Africa, Ghana to be precise……..where love bridges and love for all is cherished. All Africans love regards and are resilience in spirit. We take it all, whether bitter, sour or sweet.
And yes, we are a global citizen of the world of one Race of human beings. That is how I see it too, regardless.
And ooh, you my Friend always make me sob inside anytime you write. You always manage to touch my very core with your words. Trust me, they are profound and ring volumes.
And in case I never tell you this before, I want to use this opportunity to voice it out, I Love You More. You are priceless, though we’ve never met, I’m fond of you. A lot. Thank you for being concern, I appreciate.”
And sure.. words like this from a Stranger who is a friend the same with no distance.. space or time.. makes all 3.3 million plus words worth it here.. and the total close to 12 million words.. since Thanks Giving day.. 2010.. when i started the writing endeavor to escape illness and pain.. that no drugs would touch.. including the worst pain known to humankind.. Type Two Trigeminal Neuralgia.. from wake to sleep for 66 months since 2008.. like Dentist drill without novocaine.. except in my case.. it was in my right eye and ear.. rendering my emotions lost for 66 months too.. and hearing and seeing effectively almost lost.. too.. that in that emptiness was the worse numb nothing than all the pain in the world then.. could be as me.. So.. “After Book oF Fred” GoeS oN.. and in the last of my discussion with my Friend.. Rytha.. i ended with these words here.. below.. in response to her final thank you.. yesterday for linking her poem to my continuing Ocean Whole Poem here.. that sure can be named ‘Song oF mY SoUL’ or the metaphor of ‘The Book oF Fred2’ and the after and continuing ‘The Book oF Fred’ now too..
And aS iN aLL paRts Existence.. THeRe iS LiGht and DaRk thaT Serves to make uS More Loving.. Strong.. Fearless.. As A Lioness iS..:)
And now i say.. one of my favorite movies.. i watched after recovering enough to see TV.. was the Blu Ray Movie.. ‘The Book of Eli’.. with Denzel Washington.. a story of Hope.. Faith.. Belief.. and beyond all Perseverance.. Strength.. Courage.. to get the whole job done of Love in a Covenant of Fearless Love with God to help the rest of Humankind out.. like my story of the little disabled boy who could not speak.. and the watering of the sapling tree that in full butterfly effect and affect helped to save the human race from poTenTial World War III.. destruction same.. as could be today.. As Caesar from the last Planet of the Apes movie says.. out in the village of Apes Wild.. “Apes Stronger Together’.. still rings true as naked and furry as it ever has before.. and that reminds me.. before i talk more to “The Book oF Eli”.. with perhaps an inspirational and meaningful video clip of that too.. i saw ‘this movie’.. when i was ill.. and lost without connection to anyone.. as i could not feel human connection or connection to God OF ALL of Nature either.. a truly lonely and separate place… anyway.. there was a city and skyscraper buildings.. And if you haven’t heard in one of the most populous places.. in Tokyo.. Japan.. “Clean Up Crew Businesses” are booming in cleaning up the remains of elders off of apartment floors who have decayed beyond easy recognition.. ’cause they lost all contact with flesh and blood folks who cared enough to check on them to see if they were even still alive.. i remember that story and always return calls but in this other movie.. the folks are younger and separated.. and like what has happened in Japan.. the Younger folks have lost interest in even having sex with each other.. and they have replaced the child and even the dog.. with robot dogs.. as companions as a lifeless thing to have as even a friend.. as folks do that with their cars and homes.. obviously as one can get attached to material stuff.. and give up on the human race altogether too.. well.. anyway in ‘the movie’.. there was a strong and totally sane professional man.. who just opens up the blinds of his skyscraper apartment and started ‘making love to himself’ in the wide open as wide as it can get in far away connection from other folks in solitary apartments in lonely cities of skyscrapers same as Tokyo and so many other places together.. sure.. even in rural neighborhoods too.. where ya never even talk to your neighbor.. unless a Hurricane or other disaster comes through and knocks off your electronic substitutes from the power grid as it were and still can be today too.. where front porches and living room couches once again grow a human touch.. so anyway.. there was a women in visual distance from the next skyscraper over who started doing the same thing.. looking directly at his eyes.. and sure… other parts too.. as he did with her.. and although they would never meet or talk to each other.. they shared a human moment together in pleasure way that naturally rises the social bonding neurohormone of oxytocin.. no matter if one is lone or with someone else.. yes.. even just touching yourself ‘down there’ will increase the social bonding hormone.. so.. the next time you see an athlete ‘adjusting’ their self perhaps deep deep down.. they are a little lonely too.. just wanting to feel what the Yogis name as some genital healing.. that yes.. in biochemistry has scientific credence.. in one step.. two step.. five.. repeatable scientific method measure of iSREAL.. now.. here’s the thing.. i am not lonely.. if you’ve seen my dance photos.. it’s obvious that i connect in social oxytocin ways.. with not even having to have sex with other folks.. and sure sex addiction.. comes like other addictions both substance and behavioral ones.. to feel the empty part of soul that can sure.. be neurohormones of social bonding oxytocin.. if one has the potential to feel that at all.. as some folks do not.. including some folks on the Autism Spectrum as science shows.. too.. and then there is the trust neuro-chemical of Serotonin and pleasure one that enhances creativity in doing stuff new that is Dopamine too.. and sure many other influences like androgens and estrogen associated hormones.. and even potential DMT for better connecting and feeling all that is NATURE AKA God that some folks speculate is produced in the Pineal Gland as third eye as sorts in the head.. and yes the head on top of shoulders.. haha.. but sure.. don’t discount either the Penis or the Clitoris as a substantial source of Genital Healing in many ways that come..ha!.. yes literally and figuratively too.. in whatever shape body ya have.. hehex2.. so.. okay.. no secrets here.. i am an empath.. and my nude art.. is a service of sorts to lonely hearts as such2.. as Love Service in Lonely Skyscrapers across the world.. there is Science and Unconditional Fearless Love to this.. and if you cannot see the Fearless Love Value in all the flesh you see in Art.. from Music Videos.. to theater.. to the earliest nude and erotic art of human beings.. before Written Language was even a thing.. on cave walls then.. perhaps you should touch yourself and be reminded in band-aid way aGaiN.. that you are human and per science.. genital healing is a real deal now.. and sure that’s how ‘they’ have and still control masses of human beings as sheep.. they take tHeiR humanity away.. and say don’t do pleasure.. the world sucks.. i say suck that and suck this if Ya like of course.. hehe.. and no i don’t mean that literally of course… as i am both monogamous.. and happily married too.. when it comes to the flesh of skin of doing that too.. so-called ‘sex workers’ who do it out of love.. and yes.. there are some totally empathic folks who love strangers that much.. yes even women too.. whether you wanna face fActs or not.. and there are safer ways.. much safer ways to do that now.. than the brothel per-se.. everything in moderation.. and repress.. and oppress no pARt of Human Nature.. or go to the other place that is not Heaven now.. i hOld no secrets.. ’cause i love fearlessly.. to hide the trUth in liGht iN DaRkness as above so below.. inside.. outside.. all around.. is to hide the Love of Human Being.. there is nothing hidden here..:)
So yeah.. as the beginning theme song says here.. i’ve got more notes to write to spread around the world like a vortex of never ending winds.. of words and other stuff too.. Love.. And in “The Book of Eli”.. at the end of that movie.. i was happy to see them shelf the bible in full sacred text.. with all the other sacred texts of human kind in one big library.. like Google has a card catalog for now.. as there is DARk and liGht in all sacred text.. and all the colors of grey and hues of bLack and wHite that come as sHades of all that is.. in all that text and the unabridged version of online now too.. we have a new day and age.. where we have the freedom to discern what is TrUth and liGht for uS iN sampling all of that and creating our own “Books of Eli” that are more than an impressive exact copyright of the original creative poem.. that Denzel.. known as Eli in that movie created on his death Bed.. knowing in his last breath.. in FeeLinG that his rest was due in duSt of God all that is.. forgive me for the dArk i have done.. and i did my best for liGht.. Thank you God all that iS.. for my Life.. as Bottom Line.. i can do that now.. and that is the best pARt oF aLL i do.. Peace with God… with no shame.. no regret.. no doubts and literally no illusory fears.. Breathe easy into the last night’s breath into God’s Arms.. and have faith and hope that it is all worth iT.. BELIEVE to live to live to LiVE NoW..:)
And yes.. i’LL do all i can.. to share and give more.. including putting my FUCKING SMART PHONE.. IN A SMaRTER PLACE OF GLOVEBOX TOO..;)
You see.. my friends.. what is written can be visualized after the fact of wishes and dreams.. is more likely to materialize dONe.. as ‘simple’ words in repeat of affirmation.. that one can visualize.. F ee L iN SpiRe noW.. for more.. as wishes and dreAms come to iSREAL Fruition.. iSREAL noW..:)
And sure.. as cognitive empathy goes.. not all folks have the ability to thiNk visually either… as in all stuff diversity.. there is no such thing as cookie cutter human beings.. religions.. or even a FucKinG Cookie Cutter God of chains in abstract symbols of human beings also known as Golden Calves and Words too.. Essence iSreAL and More than all human creates with hands of dArk and liGht.. as well as words of throat that SinG.. But Dance.. ah.. Dance is liGht and TrUth.. the greAtest mesSAge.. i for one continue to spread in my Ministry of Dance around the world in virtual way too.. beyond the floors of metro public dance.. as Facebook Video smArt pHone.. Voyeurs who continue to assist me too.. like the Facebook Algorithm Video slide show assistant does too.. hmm.. mostly without fail..:)
Hmm.. SMiLes.. my FriEnd.. Zee.. i guess.. i missed the Word Press Notification.. on this one.. and hmm..x2.. i see.. i am now.. the only male who came to the paRty.. but anyWay.. i fear no strong woman.. and i fear no human who finds completion within as sure that is wHere God lives wHole.. as once one finds complete within.. all there is.. is to give that Ocean Love.. my friEnd.. And the sad trUth my FriENd that some folks can only find completion in a member of the opposite sex.. is they have not cultivated both genders now within as divine feminine love and grace.. and divine masculine as will and strength.. some women think.. only a man can speak for them.. and some men feel.. only the wife can take care of the child with woman’s work as well.. culture does that.. human Nature as gifted by God within.. is flexible enough to do almost anything.. but as always use or lose applies.. Nurture and Nature balance or lose out in imbalance.. Kind now and courAge.. my friEnd.. couRage and Kind.. as every Cinderella knows and feels as Cinder fella too.. And in the old story of the Gnostic Jesus in the Gospel of Thomas.. when confronted by his Apostles on how Mary Magdalene could be equal on a spiritual level to man.. Jesus said we will make her man too.. and sure… if they expected to Unconditionally Love in Golden Rule way.. they would have to become divine feminine as well.. sadly.. and now.. obviously for the most part that change still hasn’t happened with many Men.. Woman are in the lead for completion.. And truly.. this battle of the sexes.. per Patriarchy vs Matriarchy for A Balance of potential Egalitarianism is at the root cause of much of world conflict.. but Sociologists.. suggest Women’s freedoms will be the rule of life in most every North Latitude country by 2050.. Meanwhile.. it’s not too early for balance and completion.. in all of human potential.. un-repressed un-oppressed.. set free.. noW aLL..:)
sMiLes.. my FriEnd.. Zee.. could be an ode to a single Mother ‘here’.. who must be complete.. per my last comment in your last post in divine male and female balance to get the whole job of Nurture done.. that sure.. takes selfless confidence and love to give all of what love in nurturing way can be to another one.. to be the friend one would like to have in a time of need.. is to also be the kind of friend one would want to be to self.. as well in personal time of need.. empathy and compassion for one’s self is the highway to Giving all to others as well.. as the core becomes strong as an atomic bomb.. poweRinG a Garden of Human Love..:)
WeLL.. my FriEnd.. so good.. to see your words today.. gigoid.. hopefully you are feeling much better or better as it gets for now.. as now rides… and that photo of that Elephant balancing itself on its Hind Legs is proof in itself that Elephant can leg press.. much more than me.. hehe.. yeah.. the savory and the sour.. i’ve come to make as delightful mixed drink.. hehex2.. for me at least.. and you know it’s kind of a miracle.. my fingers still work after about 12 million words in 6 years and my feet still dance after 6K miles in three years too.. but sure.. i credit balance of the savory and sour too.. as the light that wakes eventually without pain as each day goeS oN.. i view the darkness.. analyze it.. but rarely ever does it find an entry way to me.. seriously as i’m sure you feel.. there is nothing better than fear free.. but as i’ve probably mentioned before.. heights will always bother me.. as i feel almost practically gravity free.. so it always seems i could float over the side when drop-offs come.. keeping the high is doing away with negative stress and fears that are sure the same two birds with boulders a millstone of parachute holding us from ascending higher.. to build those thousand sand castles for those who fear not reach.. to Ocean wHole.. bottom line.. the show must go on..:)
Hmm.. Facebook is always changing something.. and apparently it’s acting funny about editing anything on a profile pic.. including embedding a profile pic somewhere else.. but haha.. there’s always the comment section.. and sure.. i’ve got my own source of photo stream on my blog to use there.. for proper accreditation to whatever muse i’m using for the moment to inspire writings there.. from yesterday.. all published and linkable to put into comments section more.. anyway.. nice young dancing friend ‘here’.. smiling the way at Old Seville Quarter on Thursday Night and speaking of 11:37 pm.. now September 9th of 2016.. as i write this comment muse now.. the 10th is soon to arrive.. in anniversary of the 42 total blogging months from the beginning of that endeavor to Witness biggest time for the God of Nature and on that 10th Day.. March 2013.. Mumford and Sons released their You Tube video.. named Whispers in the Dark.. that in interesting ways moves along in Synchronicity ways.. of all the diverse hats and journeys i have made along the way.. Since March 10th 2013.. and sure.. all my life too.. as truly words i tap into.. bring back more and more of all i can be before and now.. too.. along with dance of course.. photography.. and and all around wild one and gentleman too.. who can pull off that sophisticated air too.. on a drop of a hat..without even a suit or tie.. as i have thrown down my clothes and unashamedly tread on those cultural clothes with all HeARt.. SpiRit and SoUL.. as the Good Cop Jesus out of the Gospel of Thomas says do.. too.. vs 37 as such sTiLL.. i take the liGht paRts of all of philosophy and mystical religion and run with it.. like a linebacker.. and sure.. God’s Cheerleader2.. moving wRite along now.. with another play of Whisper’s in the dark2.. now..:) And.. as i come to the next Facebook Profile Pic.. of Katrina and Yellow Boy.. they are watching me carefully with smiling faces as i download all my fun from Seville Quarter.. as yes.. i literally tale Katrina all of what i do.. and sure.. sometimes she says i am exhausting.. and sure that’s even with the readers digest condensed version of what i do.. if even possible. haha.. anyway.. like i said before.. the show must go on.. and perhaps i’LL use another version of that coming next.. at the midnight hour of September 10th at 00:00 morn time in 6 minutes..:)
Ugh.. this Facebook Macro Verse Memory from two years ago.. about 24 hours on the Wrong Planet where typing 6 thousand words a day or so.. was a common practice to escape pain and now one to document joy.. thanks GoD.. and yes.. we are now in the 10th day of September.. per this micro-micro verse comment here of a micro verse.. of this current Macro Verse titled.. “After Book oF Fred”.. as yes the 701st Macro Verse of Ocean whole poem.. witness for God now for 42 months complete as blog way then.. stArting with the KATiE MiA Aghogday Blogger Blog then.. as yes.. the “After Book oF Fred” could also be named as the Show must Go On.. and i kNow and FeeL.. yes.. juSt the Freddie Mercury Song for that going on2 noW..:)
WeLL.. here.. a MacroVerse from two years ago.. for an ode to a Passport.. and a smiling baby face avatar placed on the Wrong Planet online on Christmas Day of 2010.. who would finally come back as me.. a Phoenix rising from ashes.. then.. wiTH.. EmoTioNal SpiRiT as SeNses and SensuALiTy fully liT uP.. on July 22nd of 2013.. and a 1999 Sports Utility Vehicle.. of almost 16 years old Passport then.. as i kept A 1994 Camaro for 14 years.. and a 1970 Maverick for 16 years.. first owned by my mother.. when i paid her for it.. in 1976.. yes.. i take care of stuff.. and i don’t buy stuff very much.. unless absolutely necessary and moving to 2014 Civic.. was necessary to help save the Earth from Gas Guzzler Trucks and Sports Utility Vehicles.. that still Guzzle Dinosaur Breath in KA spiRit of what remains of them now..:)
The Highway to Dance here.. Macro-Verse from a year ago.. celebrating the benefits of expReSinG sPiRiT as EmoTions SeNses.. and the Non-Verbal social reciprocal communication of dance too.. Let it go.. Let it go. Let it all go and be free where the Weekend is always the beginning of celebrating this greaTest GifT of LiFE as DanCinG LiFe and SinGinG a SonG oF liFE FReED..:)
Quote from John Lennon.. and this Macro-Verse from a year ago.. titled..
Jesus..John Lennon..Bruce Lee and BE the WATER not the chalice
“i believe in God,
but not as one thing,
not as an old man in the sky.
I believe that what people call God
is something in all of us.
I believe that what Jesus
and all the rest said
It’s just that
have gone wrong.”
Hmm.. apparently John didn’t do a whole lot of research on the books.. or he could have seen the “Jeffersonian” deficits.. however he did fulfill one prophecy.. and that was folks would come and do greater works than Jesus.. and per direct impact during the life of the Beatles.. as compared to the patch of land in the middle east in barren way.. they did more.. with any common sense per lifetimes each.. however.. that cost John his liFE.. as folks take stuff too literally to the point they will kill for literal thinking.. And sure i take all due Bard precautions.. as i am way too deep for folks without a fully functional miNd and BoDy BaLance to even hope to understand.. and pArt of what i do.. is for that precise reason.. i ain’t gonna say it too simple in a Pop Song that everyone hears.. as sure.. i’Ve been on the Wrong Planet for a few years.. and done the hell thing in real life too.. for 66 months.. yes.. i know the dark that is out there.. and hmm.. i heard a new song today that could compliment who you might be standing next to.. too.. as far as psychopathic leaning individuals and folks who are not thinking with reason.. in big time way.. i’LL dig it out of YouTube later.. thinking it’s Rihanna for now.. and yes.. Gaga has a new one.. and so does the Republic too.. hmm.. the show and play of God.. goeS oN.. oh yeah.. and per Bruce Lee.. being the water is divine.. and being the air.. is ultra divine2..:)
Ugh.. yeah.. computer screens of all sizes.. shapes and colors scream screens.. and this Macro-Verse Memory from a year ago.. is the very short version of what will be coming of more.. in Facebook Algorithm.. saving grace for the Dinosaur Grave yard of Macro-Verse Fresh.. and Jesus F. iN Christ.. night night.. gotta go beddy bye.. as tomorrow is gonna be.. i mean.. today now.. the 10th is gonna be a very long celebration of 42 months of Witnessing for the God of Nature in blog way.. in fAct there will be a party on the beach towards Emerald Coast Panhandle way.. in a restaurant there.. yes.. of course named as something different than a specific celebration for me.. in Uncle’s Birthday way.. but sure.. i can imagine.. and dream and create almost anything iSREaL.. so sure.. it’LL be a total family blast off for fun.. and then comes 911.. as the “After Book oF Fred” Show.. goeS oN aGain..;)
Ha! Lion King Memory of three years ago.. to date on September 10th.. on what was 6 months for blog witnessing for God from first endeavor of posting my perspective on life whole on that first post.. on March 10.. 2013 that is also the about section of my Word Press Ocean Whole Version Poem.. and sure.. it is the cat who is the Lion King Wild and Free even with a mane around his chin that is not so clear to see in this Burger King photo from three years ago.. additionally.. if one looks closer one could see a Lion Face in the artificial Lights behind the building and sure.. even a Homunculus in the bottom part of the Burger King Window if one’s Brain searches for those images from the database within.. highly affected by human emotions of memories.. of course.. from Disney shows to scary shows and even beyond in Genetic Memories too.. and it is kinda interesting to keep a running autobiographical journal of your life that includes real life images from day to day.. as in this photo from the records then.. i weigh 20 Lbs less than i do today.. 210 Lbs then in the shirt and shorts clothing here.. and sure.. the proven value of dance.. a greater density of muscle from head to toe.. balanced out as Nature does with a cat who moves freely for foraging all around the environment with no sidewalks of limits.. can’t say i’ve ever met another Yellow Cat with a busy tale.. and mane on chin like this.. before or after this.. perhaps a harbinger.. and omen of what would be to come.. and sure.. to see all of what the mind’s eye sees in positive light.. is to be on a path to light.. as sure.. i could have seen the devil in those lights if i wasn’t looking for a Lion King instead.. and that’s the way liGht and dArk works.. sTiLL noW.. if our preconceived notions are never challenged and changed in the present.. one may see dArk their entire life.. even in making relative free will choices.. and changing life to an outlook of liGht and Fearless Love.. one may see the human flesh as evil.. and even all of Nature same as God as well.. or one can make life a much liGhter place with with relative free will.. in moving.. connecting and creating.. a Lion King of Freedom with no worries over green bLack dollar bills and Facebook Likes.. Shares.. Followers.. etc.. or ad sense pennies.. or E-Book dollars will be what i shed of the clothes of this earth that are manmade.. including lies of religions.. same for illusory fears and promises that death and what is after is better than what is gifted as potential Heaven now by God oF aLL Nature.. much suffering in the world.. comes by following human made rules blindly.. and when the facts are presented.. cognitive painful dissonance.. of having one’s core foundation of spoon fed paradigms of belief can be shaken.. but truly.. the trUth and liGht of God within.. in innate.. instinct and intuition can set yA free.. but only if one wills.. with relative free will with God of Nature.. no less than a Lion King or Lioness Queen set free.. as it were and still is now.. so sure.. AN omen then was.. IS.. this photo would be a muse for more good news.. three years down the road.. as 42 months of Witness for the God of Nature comes to close for sure a human being who is only a furry beast of God.. who has found his wings in free.. free Nature of God.. no less or more than the Lion King Cat who roams for survival.. and the potential friendly Love Pet as life moveS oN alWays noW.. so sure.. i embark after this in journey.. literally then poetically responding to tens of thousands of poet’s poems around the world for the next three years from this.. some i documented and many i did not from the get go.. and the thing is.. learning to like it all.. and eventually love it all.. in all the points of view i found in others poetry from dArk to liGht.. changed my entire world view.. from seeing about evenly dArk and liGht.. to mostly liGht now.. even when the dARk.. is obviously present.. to change one’s world view to liGht most definitely takes a continuous and intentional positive liGht of Art as practice now.. as sure.. i am only hUman and could drift back to the literal bi-polar place of dArk.. once aGaIn.. if i did not continue to make those liGht neural star-like BriGht connections in my brain.. and those peptide memories.. in every cell of moving for positive neuro-chemicals.. in all the dance moves i make with uplifting electronic MUSic from wake to sleep.. i bring A way to heaven now.. that is not only a word witness for the higher power of God within.. but shows the empirical results in creative output and greater health in form from head to toe.. as the whole FucKinG Monty Truth of God within.. as expressed as form of sPiRit as Vitality in Flesh full blown as WeLL.. there have many folks who have spoken to the potential.. but few who have come down from the mountain.. the desert.. the cave.. and now the Beach as an auto-biography rover.. to show what is going down for iSREAL.. as my friEnd.. whose name sounds like Florida on music videos does also relate.. with just another Gemini Sage.. have a nice day.. as my celebration as feast day continues.. as i make it that way.. and sure you can make everyday a banquet and a feast and the weekend too.. with the higher potential this of you too.. of God who lives within.. i am the truth.. the light and the way.. but that is only the i am who lives within me.. and if you haven’t figured out that is what the metaphor of what Jesus really means.. perhaps.. it’s time to do some homework and find the home of God who speaks within.. God is Nature but yes.. God iSrEAL magic within.. when sought.. found.. and practiced as REAL LIFE NOW.. SADLY.. many folks look somewhere else in imaginary heavens beyond within.. and even worship death more than this gift of LiFe.. why.. because HE said so… FucK thAt shiT.. i wasn’t born yesterday God lives within ME.. noW.. meOW.. And you know and feel what.. i don’t have to promote these ideas.. or worry about making money off my art.. as these truths and lights live within most human beings.. readily accessible if they can just escape the lies of culture and religion.. and the greatest thing now.. with online and the gradual elimination of censorship of free flow information globally.. all these ideas and truths and lights that work for me are available for greater enlightenment and ways of awakening of the real Greek original.. definition of Apocalypse that means lifting the veil of Ignorance.. i am just another one of many of God’s Court Reporters.. who discerns the truth and light for the i AM who lives within.. sure.. i’ve got more words than most folks have.. more photos.. more fun and i am Killing every second of time.. with an eternity of Heaven now.. but i am neither the first or last to bring these truths and lights.. i am simply i am.. i dance and sing on.. and pass the dArk with flying colors oF liGht..:)
Renaissance Selfie Disrobing here as Macro-verse Memory from two years ago.. sure.. still going strong on this and as the photo journal continues to show with empirical improvements as my dance continues to evolve using more and more of my body parts.. with greater relative free will of mastery over each fiber of muscle.. in continual floW iN Zone.. in an ecstatic fliGht of Dance on Terrestrial land.. and nah.. you will not see many 56 year old men.. who weigh in at around 230 LBS.. at around 6 feet tall.. move and exhibit form of flesh and blood like this.. many are lounging with only mirror neurons engaged.. watching other athletes play on screens.. whenever i got to the mall.. one of my first stops is among my peers.. some in their early twenties.. lounging on the benches watching vicarious tribal sports.. i find a place to put my foot up to adjust my shoe strings.. for what will become literally hours of mall dance in stores.. that welcome the art of my free flow dance presence.. like Dick’s Sporting Good’s.. my favorite place to do a free style exhibition of public dance.. the Earth Store.. Spencer Gifts.. Best Buy.. as sure.. Dick’s and Best Buy have open dance floors for me.. and the Earth Store.. and Spencer Gifts are small stores packed with stuff.. a challenge for soft small controlled moves and the same with mastery over covering longer distances of dance.. and Seville Quarter has gotten so popular that there is rarely room to express my human potential to dance there like i used to do.. before they eliminated smoking there.. and the participation on Thursday nights is literally going through the roof.. oh yeah.. and that reminds me.. a cross dresser dude.. who is there every Thursday too.. at age 52.. who actually lives in backwards Milton like i do too.. told me he saw me and my wife at Food Outlet.. and when i told him my wife was 46.. he said.. oh God no.. she looks like she is in her twenties.. and thought i was about 35.. and i told him.. sure.. Dance and Positive energy is the liGht Fountain of youth.. as sure.. stress kills.. it literally shortens the telomeres of your Chromosomes.. and if you don’t think they can be regenerated.. perhaps you have not seen the before and after pictures of me in hell vs.. heaven.. and perhaps i’ll share them again.. like i did on my June 6th of 2016 56th Grand Cross 56 Macro Verse this Summer on this VERSE too.. in case folks are thinking this is all talk and not iSReAL trUth and liGht.. now.. you see.. when you get all stressed out with negative fear stress about anything in life.. you are just not only killing your health but aging yourself as you go.. it’s just not that worry does no good.. it literally ages you and kills you toward a premature death from heaven as you go.. i do selfies much more than vain reasons.. i take photos to prove that both God and the Higher power of God existS in me as nows go on.. Jack LaLanne towing boats across bays in his 60’s when his peers were smoking cigars and drinking beers.. couch potato living their lives away in office chairs too.. already proved this theory of the fountain of relative youth is real and obtainable across the living life spans of human beings.. he simply moved all his life.. and kept his muscles strong.. no less than our Arthur Noble Golden Eyed Brown Tabby who jumped with ease to the counter for food.. almost until age 20.. when poor Moby.. who was raised as a domesticated couch potato with all you can treats.. couldn’t lift himself up with complications from type two cat diabetes at the tender age of under 10.. nah.. couldn’t even lift himself up to take a shit on the FucKinG Floor.. it was a habit that his first owners gave to him.. when he was young.. before.. and it is well worth noting that it is a habit that our culture as whole is giving to children now who are at 33 percent assessed in clinical studies as having pre-type two diabetes as metabolic syndrome in FuckInG grade school.. use or lose.. Bottom Guide line.. all the dreams of heaven after life ain’t gonna change the hell of not using life on Earth.. and hell no.. neither of my parents were thin.. both were overweight most of their life.. and i would be too.. if i didn’t do life like an Olympic athlete as ease.. in other words.. i move freely.. not injuring myself in one way of walk and no way of pounding my joints on the road of run.. and at age 56.. i can provide the empirical evidence as form.. head to toe.. that although i don’t tow boats across the bay at age 60.. i do dance 230 LBS now.. close to 6 thousand miles in three years as balance on terrestrial land.. books that don’t believe that live is now.. can sure.. make heaven as hell on earth now.. and they do.. and they do.. and they do.. in up to crucifying life over dead lies of prophets of evil.. as interpreted loosely as one can do when language.. is not crystal clear and concrete as it rarely is.. amazing that folks would look to words.. that are always somewhat vague as proof for God.. that’s why i take photos.. hips and eYes and Flowers do not lie.. for at least those with an i am discerning eye for TruTh and liGht.. one or the other.. riGht or lEfT WiLL do fine.. oh and that drag queen dude.. he is the only one who has ever spoke to the Unconditional Love of God as the highest power gifted in human as any human.. spoken to.. at that dance club with me yet.. so as Joni Mitchell says.. i will continue to see God in the Church of Dance over church of many truths in light.. but quiet a few that are anything but quiet in loud oF lies in dARk for only dollars bills and stuff of FucKinG tax free hell ON EARTH.. And yeah.. the Passion FlowerS as presented in this Macro- Verse Memory from two years ago.. are in bloom full at my home now2.. in my Garden of Eden @Heavenow iSREaL2..:)
And yes ..finAlly Screens Scream Again.. as my continued patronizing of the dVerse Poet’s Pub to do stuff tHeir short ways.. expands to the next Macro-Verse as my human potential does too.. and this hinderance to creativity will end soon after this.. as i will be deleted from using the site.. after i challenge the censorship of mY creative poetic metaphors of meaning for a theme of change from escaping the lies of culture to a desert Isle of TrUth and liGht away from those lies as phoenix rising from the ashes change will do.. anyway.. they said it had to be about literal change and not metaphorical change.. like it wasn’t real in poetic words of real life experience and change i was speaking too.. anyway.. it went way over their head.. and they went as far as suggesting they couldn’t figure out where my draft of comments section and the my limited poem then started.. to appease them short as of September 15th of 2015 last year then.. and sure.. the greatest thing about witnessing for God in real time online.. is all there is evidence of what happened in words.. it was really sad that i had poetically took the time and effort to respond to every single prompt and link in that online club of poets.. and i was treated like this when their main bitch as far as administration goes is they don’t get enough likes and comments from visits of other folks on their poems.. i FucKinG liked them all.. i literally made it a practice to like them and get inspired even if i had to read A FucKinG poem 15 times to get inspired.. and i accomplished that with Will over Unconditional and Fearless Love.. but i did too much Fearless Love and they attempted to put their Dog collars of limits and Domesticated Cats with all you can eat easy on me.. FucK no.. that Desert Isle Metaphor was just a prophecy of what was to come.. just like the Wrong Planet where they banned me for doing too much there.. too creatively.. i just used that as inspiration to make even more FucKinG liGht on my Desert Isle Ocean Whole Poem.. and no.. did not let it stop me from commenting then.. another 6 months on every FucKinG Prompt and link.. and only a handful ever took the time to visit me and even say hello.. as it was too hard for them to do that.. if it wasn’t so easy to find me among the other links.. anyway.. the thing about modern cultures is.. it takes away our humanity and i have also empirically measured that as witness for God too.. as you might see i was once weak A WiNk ‘link as canary in the coal mine.. too.. but now i am the canary who swallowed the Lion against Fear and came out on the other end of courAge as the phoenix rises from the ashes same.. and the cool thing is.. it reAlly aLL went down down for real and i can FucKinG prove iT aLL line by line.. word by word.. 12 million words close to all.. and around 100K photos or so too.. with video accomplices to go along with all that TrUth and liGht.. so sure.. here is a link to the proof of that too.. in “Desert i’LL Change” from 9152015.. and the link says 30347 as i was aways running in a hurry to meet their demands to participate then.. i go my own way.. iT has alWays worked out better when i don’t try to fit myself into the boxes of rules of smaller UniVerses than what i see @least of all that is GoD iSREaL NOW.. iN my UniVerse at lEAst and most of i Am that is mE noW..:)
Yeah.. all good court reporters wRite all the evidence down.. as SonG.. but sTill.. suRe.. i enjoy being God’s Cheerleader WitH DancE.. even more.. as the photo documentation of ALL THAT IS continues to empiricAlly sHow..:)
SMiLes.. my FriEnd thefeathered Candy Sleep.. i thiNk a lot.. but i FeeL and seNse more.. and no matter how the child comes.. the lust is worth the life.. and sure.. my wife is proof of that as she was born upon the Navy as it sails from seas of exotic countries that mix with American Indians and Irish.. and Pacific Islanders of other lands there.. and surely a blessing it was to know nothing of sex until age 16.. as the lust was widely dispersed.. and had no one destination to go.. and along that way.. i learned to love with eYes and heARt.. a shine.. that would dim but come bacK iSreal stronger than ever before.. and now i finAlly can make words thaT reflect those eYes of liGht.. innocent with no lure for owner ship of eYes or HeARt as more than tHaT moistT place for sweLLs of urGent.. anyWay.. i truly feel sorry for those folks who have never fELt the Love that never ends of heArt oF SpiRit that FeeLs connects and moves with never leSs BaLanCinG miNd And.. BoDy soUL.. thaN giving.. more.. a Lamp of Love that gives that gives more as turn me on means light you up more and more iSREAL.. in a day in the life of meaLL and more to come..:)
In all the dArk that comes.. iN all the liGht that goes.. dArk and liGht live in both.. i suppose i am a little liGht heavy in this verse.. so i must pay some respect to the dARk that can be ark to take one to greater liGhts as they understand better the dArk in otHeRs all so trUe and false too.. hmm.. i’ve been to A dArkest place of all wHere one sees a beloved and most beloved relative choking on a piece of bread and when the heARt.. the sPiRit.. is so dead.. there is no miNd and BoDy BaLanCe leFt aT all as soUL.. and any pain in messed up broken down stressed killed brain.. feels like pleasure.. as that is all that is left is pain.. hmm.. watch it.. the dArk is not a place ya wanna play.. a place wHere Serial killer lust for pain.. and misery of their fellow human beings who are only a tool and aid to help get them by.. just one more moment of hell of empty.. where cannibals eat other humans just to feel and fill anything of the emptiness of the souL.. wHere food becomes love and love is literally food in human flesh and blood.. hmm.. i can smell the psychopath from so.. so far away.. as i can sense and feel the soul that no longer feels a heARt of anything more than bLack.. than bLack and cOld.. Well.. it’s not easy stARting out as an Angel as sure as my first Baby Avatar of Aghogday does portray.. the one.. put uP on December 25th Christmas day in hopes the liGht would come back one day back then in 2010.. when the empty shells of words without a feel of life for me started to come in journey back from hell then.. and along the way.. spArks of the dArk.. once i rose back to humanity as flower.. did appear here and there.. as sudden rage over what would not have ever bothered me before.. like someone shooting me a bird.. me looking at them with those devil eyes of before.. them challenging me with a head butt in a bar.. and me suddenly choking them into submission before i said the joker is just joking with you.. years ago now this happened.. and that darK sparK has been extinguished complete.. but until a another dude who was a homophobe then tried to bootie dance with me.. and i pushed him ‘lightly’ all the way across the floor on HIS butt then.. per se.. not even realizing the strength that would come from that moment then.. yes.. i am careful now to restrain.. i focus on Love all the time.. that is always now of heaven now.. yet.. i aM human and i understand the dArk side all too well thaT day i first could not feel anything of emotions and i screamed to the ceiling like that portrait of Scream.. like a demon on Fire asking help from God that i could NOT.. no.. longer sense or feel at all either.. in a drain of sink that never ends in bottom of darkness with not a Lazarus drop to drink.. the thing is.. there are places there are places.. there are places that exist that you never ever wanna go.. and never ever dismiss the dArKness that can come in real Evil from a human soul that has gone away to the Styx of always dArk here.. a point so dim that even black hole suns cannot enter dArk.. as dark as the human heARt.. SpiRit and soUL can die as liFe as dArk.. the thing is.. i didn’t wanna go to hell.. and quite honestly i didn’t do anything more than never saying no when the demands of others as people pleaser me only said yes.. yes.. drive the stake in my heart more.. yes yes.. make me a Vampire so cold in 3 am street lights like liGht is dArk and deaTh the same as sunlight hell of once liGht as only pleasure more.. where all is polar opposite of what came before.. all is bLack and bLack is whitE.. iT iS no wonder that sacred texts speak of devil’s and hell’s and angel’s and heaven’s too.. weLL.. Here’s the thing.. i’Ve done ’em all and that makes me somewhat of an iSREAL specIal Witness for God now.. when it’s iSREAL2.. the good news is.. there are iSREAL more ways to stay out of heathen hell.. now too.. all i can do is show you my way through.. if you ever get tHeir you’ll have to likely find your own way out.. preventative medicine of SonG and DancE is the best way for me with laughs and smiles.. hehe.. anyway.. the song i was looking for was not and is not by Rihanna it was/is by 21 Pilots instead.. calling out to me.. calling out to the devil and hell that was once me2..:)
So.. anyWay.. short story at the end of the longer one.. at the bar on Thursday night.. as a Participant Observer Anthropologist for God of course.. i am in the stall taking a piss and installing my ear plugs and putting the plastic back.. they are in.. back in my pocket and i over hear two dudes at the other place of latrine way talking about domination of woman as they always do.. just for the place between their legs.. and they start talking about size and motion of the ocean and stuff limited to that place of the human pArt of life now.. so i come out and say if you really wanna make women come.. write poetry.. and ha.. it ain’t like the old days of timid Fred at 180 Lbs at 2001 in the disco 80’s days then.. wHere no.. i rarely said anything to anyone then.. 230 Lbs now.. dark shades and a body that moves like a Black Panther/Batman.. late at night.. yeah.. they didn’t say anything.. not a thing.. and when i was talking about coming.. i was talking about coming back to talk to you again.. as surely if any of the women out there knew how these dudes truly felt about them.. in there.. surely they wouldn’t say much back again.. yes.. and truth be told they don’t as these dudes just drink the night away mostly and never even get a smile from the opposite sex.. women have feelers for this.. don’t you know.. F E E L.. big macho men.. heHe.. best of both worlds liGht and dARk.. AS ANY DARK KnIGHT GloWs..;)
Sure.. i could switch back to devil and hell in heart beat if need be.. only difference now would be.. i would be a strong devil rather than a weak one then.. when i was so sick.. i’ll keep the Angel for Good MeaSure of liGht now for sure.. and keep the devil and hell iN my back pocket juST iN cAse.. and if people could really see and feel where i’Ve been.. let’s juST.. say.. they would alWays step away.. in fear.. to beyond fear.. where even demons never tRead..:)
Celebrating my Uncle Bob’s Birthday.. with his two sons.. on the left.. Bobby and David.. and My Uncle Ted.. who is the Identical surviving Twin Brother of my Father.. his son.. Teddy.. here next to me.. and of course i am the crazy/ eccentric/other cousin.. hehe.. And yes.. celebrating my 42 months of meaning of LiFe.. 3.3 million plus word longest long form poem ever too.. and now moving to the day after that on the 911 day.. with a publish of ‘After Book oF Fred’.. on 912.. 2016.. with much more to come.. but i’M kinda really sleepy now.. so nite nite now arrives..:)
Rise.. i haven’t used that song yet in this Macro-Verse.. as i have in almost every one.. since the Song came out by Katy Perry.. WeLL.. trUly.. iT says iT aLL for me.. @least.. iT could be the bible of my entire life.. so why.. would someone write 12 million words in 6 years.. so.. why.. would someone write the Longest Long Form Poem ever.. including a pre-6 months of one blog expanding to several more for 3 years writing the Longest Long Form Poem for 36 more months at 3.3M words plus.. now.. ending with 42 months whole.. on September.. 10th 2016 and now the day after 911 in the ‘After Book oF Fred’ Macro-Verse to journal.. to document.. to celebrate all of that and more in giving ways.. so.. why the FucK would any middle age happily married man do Nude art in literally scores of thousands of photos spread across the world.. in restricted adult links of course.. and dance 126 weeks now on college night with a 1000 or so selfies with smiling ear to ear college age females with some of their male friends.. accompanying them too.. and yeah.. why the FucK.. would someone dance a free style of martial arts and ballet-like dance in every public place they travel in their metro area for 6 thousand miles in three years.. iF you can’t understand that.. chances are.. you haven’t been to hell.. and sure.. i can understand why it would be hard for most people to understand why i do all of this.. for almost.. 6 years now.. for zero green bLack Dollar bills.. not even a FucKinG Penny on the dollar as it were and is still now.. Go back to March then.. of 2008.. in the middle of lent with almost no sleep for 40 days.. 1 hour each night for the first 35.. with the help of an Alpha Blocker to slow my heart rate down enough to rest my head in card-board shallow barely sleep for that 1 hour each night.. and the last 5 of 40 days in deepest empty nothing where a thousand years lasts one second of hell.. no sleep at all.. well.. the world record for no sleep at all is 264 hours aka 11 days exactly.. was what i did more hell of torture than that.. well.. now considering all the disorders i had that were invisible to others.. experienced inside.. it was a hell that only i could share with the God left within.. that i could not even feel but pain.. and nothing at all at the bottom of that place.. of ISREaL HeLL then.. and for 66 months all to be.. Type Two Trigeminal Neuralgia.. Dysautonomia.. Sjogren’s Syndrome.. where my eyes quit making tears all together.. Fibromyalgia.. Severe Degenerative Arthritis in my spine.. and Spinal stenosis.. Anhedonia and associated Severe Depression.. PTSD.. Panic Attacks.. Severe Anxiety.. Mood Lability.. Alexithymia.. a side helping of Asperger’s on the Side on the Autism Spectrum too.. Coat Hanger Pain associated with Dysautonomia.. where the blood pressure and heart rate was no longer being properly controlled by the Autonomic Nervous system.. and blood was having problems getting to my brain.. and i was having problems breathing and my heart rate was up and down and out of control with my blood pressure too.. keeping in mind.. that most of this wasn’t diagnosed for years until after the hell started back then.. no one could understand why i would gasp for breath every time i nodded off to sleep.. or see the dentist drill in my eye and ear with no painkiller or drugs to work for type two Trigeminal Neuralgia.. the worst pain.. assessed that pain worse than crucifixion for 66 months from wake to sleep in hell too.. all invisible disabilities.. except eventually the measures of my eyes making no tears.. still invisible to others with the unaided medical tools of diagnosis for all of this too.. and during that sleepless period of total separation of mind and body soUL with others and the rest of Nature aka God whole.. as i only hoped for someway.. somehow.. someone.. then.. to just put me down as they would do with a suffering animal then too.. but you see.. folks.. most folks thought it was just in my head.. pull your boot-straps up.. other folks have it worse.. don’t you know.. you have plenty of money to get you by.. you should be so happy don’t you know.. don’t you know.. i am in hell.. haven’t i told you in so many words.. i know you can’t see it but hell is in here.. please.. please.. please just put me down easy.. please.. please.. please.. and people wonder why i spent the extra money.. on gas.. to put Moby to sleep.. so he wouldn’t struggle with an injection to be put down then.. i know the feel.. right before you die but you aren’t dead yet.. and all you wanna do is get it over with please.. as death is the greatest blessing ever.. thank you God for that.. please let me have it okay.. anyway.. at one of the lowest points where i was suffocating and could not breathe.. my Uncle Bob.. who we just celebrated his birthday with us yesterday.. called me on the phone while i was suffocating.. and we rarely received calls from him over the years.. but when i broke down at age 21.. he was the only one from that side of the family who reached out.. and wanted me to still be a part of the family then.. in expressing that at least.. and he admitted to having some problems of his own with depression in his life.. said.. he would do anything to help me.. drive 80 miles and take me to the hospital.. whatever i needed and.. my father just told me everything would be okay.. and that was it.. when i first got sick.. and somehow that show of concern.. helped me to regain my breath and perhaps in someway it saved my life then.. as i was sure it was gone then.. and during some panic attacks before that.. as this physiological issue of Dysautonomia.. will definitely make panic attacks come on that are totally physiological in nervous.. cardio.. and respiratory in nature of all FucKeD Up and broke inside.. from head to toe in body system way.. and by the end of that 40 days with no sleep a place where i could not pull another thought out of my head.. a place where i went to beyond.. beyond so far.. where there are no words to describe that place even if i had them.. then.. to describe them.. and i was sure i died but i woke up in the hospital.. with a mega-shot of Ativan.. in a trance state that somehow allowed me to control the pain.. enough.. to finally heaven sleep.. sure.. 4 MG a day of that stuff.. just to sleep with that pain for months to come.. then.. and a full 66 months to get off that drug for sleep.. and eventually come back to life with no pain.. from the ashes like a Phoenix.. i rise again.. as rose of flower iSReAL LiVinG aGaIn.. at the end of July 2013.. around the 22nd of that month then.. so what would you do if you went to hell for 66 months.. and somehow God of Nature showed you how to get out.. where modern medicine said we can’t do anything for you.. like my rheumatologist.. there is no drug i have to help you.. so.. go home.. and don’t come back.. Psychiatrist the same.. no drug for hell.. General Practice Physician too.. nothing for you.. and frigging Neurologist that said.. you have shaky hands.. they can give you something for that looking at me like it was all in my head.. FucK.. it was in my head.. FucK.. don’t you even know there noW is such a thing.. as.. Atypical Facial Pain.. also known as Type Two Trigeminal Neuralgia.. well.. let’s put it this way.. i have little faith in the Medical Profession.. and sure.. thank God for that Ativan.. but i have 100% Faith.. Hope and Belief in God that lives within.. the who of me inside.. that is God same as the who of you who is God same of you.. the innate.. instinct and intuition.. that heals animals in the woods.. sTiLL.. and the pArt of me you see when you see and hear me DAncE and SinG.. and last night i didn’t dance for my Uncle.. as i already showed him that on my Grand Cross 56 birthday last June.. i did something new.. THAT side of the family has never heard.. my cousin Teddy.. who is a professional musician.. played the guitar.. and most everyone was too shy to sing but me.. but you see.. i have no fear now.. as perhaps all that pain was as they say fear leaving my body with the metaphor of Kundalini Rising too.. where all my emotions are regulated.. all senses integrated.. and now sure i would have a video of that to share.. but my wife was too shy to do it in front of all the family last night.. i don’t need anything.. i have everything.. that is my life.. if you don’t understand the value of your life.. perhaps.. you would.. if you went where i went.. and do i need anything.. other than a breath of life.. folks who can’t breathe.. understand what they need.. folks who cannot love.. may not understand what they miss.. i loved before.. and i got that ability to love again.. when you lose it all.. you know you are God as PaRt as WhOle when you come back aGaIN.. and perHaps as dArk as heLL was for you then.. WiLL be as BriGht as Heaven.. you do your God dam best to give to others.. as God already Damned you to hell and gave you the PRIVILEGE OF NATURE TO FUCKING EXIST AT ALL.. i CANNOT PUT INTO WORDS HOW MUCH THIS GIFT OF LIFE MEANS TO ME BUT i DAM SURE CAN FUCKING GIVE IT ALL FOR FREE THE REST OF MY LIFE TO THE BEST OF MY ABILITY FEARLESS WITH LOVE.. but please.. before you judge anyone.. from Adolph Hitler.. to a grain of sand.. remember that all of that is God.. and all pArts.. dARk.. and liGht.. and ‘tween in hues of colors and shades of grey.. are GoD oNe AS WhOLe.. and the worst pARt oF all as aRt and PArt.. is to separate now.. from God in beyond dArkness truly iSREaL DAMNED TO HELL.. and that too is pARt of God.. like it or not.. tHeRe is no escape from the potential of living both hell and heaven in one life.. as that gift of life.. and survival.. is the basic tenant of both meaning and purpose in liFe ISReaL all costs.. all benefits living LiFE iSREaL..:)
WeLL.. as alWays.. the river of creativity that can be me.. is full and exploding with stuff to say.. AnD.. i’ll start off now with another thanks to the Facebook Video Production Assistant in helping me construct a nice slide show.. highlighting an extremely busy weekend of the 10th and 11th of September.. 2016.. in celebrating everything.. all the time now.. and alWays Heaven noW.. just ’cause i Can and WiLL.. and of course My Uncle Bob’s Birthday too.. with highlights more.. coming in the photo stream photo book.. along with the 702nd Macro-Verse titled “After Fred Book”.. of Ocean Whole Poem long and of course a full 42 months of Witnessing for the God ALL of Nature.. for all i kNOw and SenSE and FeeL.. and yes.. much.. much more to come.. in the coming years too.. hmm.. no limits of 42 for me.. for the meaning of life as there is alWays more to kNow and FeeL and SeNSe iN God’s unlimited Nature per se of what we flea humans cannot see and feel and sense of God all that is.. now and for so long to come.. forevermore now.. is a very long now.. now.. so i continue to SinG the ‘SonG oF mY soUL’ here too.. and sure.. i went with Alice and Wonderland themed shirt today.. as last night was kinda the return of a prodigal Son too.. for not seeing some of my relatives where like Batman i kinda fell off the face of the Earth.. and disappeared like a magic trick me.. for over 5 years.. yes.. precisely 66 months then.. but you know what Batman’s mentor in those days told him too.. Fame Sucks.. Go for Legend Batman.. as Legends are never one hit wonders.. hehe.. and sure i achieved that about two years into the public dance routine at Old Seville Quarter.. named as such by the viewing audience who only know me as the fearless dancing dude guy.. as Spirit Animal too.. Legend.. Icon of Metro dAnce.. and one of the nicest compliments of all.. from the customer service lady at Super Walmart.. who said… she and her Fellow Walmart workers say.. whenever i go in to dance.. no matter what season of the year it is… i Bring Spring with me.. hehe.. and she doesn’t even know.. i am A iSReAL Pan of the ForEst.. hehe.. and it sure was nice to see the Good Cop Jesus come back to church again today.. with that prodigal story in that form too.. as Loving the child who goes away and comes back.. dam sure beats last week’s Luke.. Chapter 17 story that says the polar opposite.. in hating your children if they don’t follow what i tale them to do.. anyway.. the danger of holding a book to the sky and worshipping every page of it.. is no different than the Golden Calf.. they are both idols of human beings that attempt to approximate and represent the essence of God all that is.. however.. Humans made symbols named words.. and turned those words into God after God already.. done ‘been here.. like Forevernow.. to worship words.. is not different truly than to worship any other symbol.. in visual image.. make all stuff in life.. holy and sacred.. and heaven becomes now.. say stuff like last prophet and only Son of God.. and you get discontent.. doubt.. fear.. and all stuff related to separation of hate.. the teachings of Jesus in Golden Rule way.. with consuming no other with harm.. is Universal among sages of the ages who came centuries before he did.. and to worship a man.. over what works in teachings to bring heaven now.. is to lose the wHOle FucKinG.. point of the meek shall inherit the earth.. and the last will be first.. it’s already happening now.. in case ya haven’t noticed..:)
Caution.. Prairie Tale coming.. with the word Edit only hidden by the letter E.. for Everything.. hehe.. sure.. poetic.. makes it more interesting.. and truly same is boring and different is interesting.. per even the the tiny book.. i read from cover to cover in a matter of super speed reading in a few minutes aT the Big B and N.. while dancing Tai-Chi Like-Ballet.. and listening to my Alan Parson’s Best of Trance inducing music too.. to get Laser.. Super Focused from head to toe.. in Super Fly Brain and Body as it were and sure is today.. as practice brings more practice in dance and steps and words too.. in ‘Lucy’-like human potential.. from the furry me to the online version too haha.. weLL.. got news for you.. Good News in fAct.. 911 came and went without any hitches and only the new fACT i’M fiXin’ to preSent.. juSt ’cause i can and WiLL as i live in a new age now.. wHere yes! God yes! the meek have finAlly and silently inherited the Earth and the last is first.. and i AM juSt a FucKinG poster boy for all of that hehex2.. of sorts as God’s Cheerleader2.. hmm.. it’s like the tumble weed of the Big Lebowski Movie.. the 911 pArt even with 69 cents on the check in the grocery store of that movie.. and sure the Bums FucKinG won.. Trump folks.. and while you gnash your teeth and wring your hands we are FucKinG sMiLinG every wHeRE wE go.. truly rich.. no matter dollar bills or not.. while you worry over your FucKinG continued hoarding of stuff.. as ya might have to share some of ya grain stowed up in your silos with the smiling homeless dude.. or even A Jesus who has no place to rest wHeRe you live.. thanks God.. yes.. the place of exclusion.. the place limited to Southern Baptist church walls and i use that example.. for the ex-Cheerleader Lady.. my wife went to school with.. graduating in ’88.. still looking CheerLeader good.. with bleached blonde hair and pancaked face.. and that’s okay.. as dress it up baby.. and those work-out shorts still looked truly fertile i must say.. only in analytical way of course.. hehe.. so anyway.. the Alice in Wonderland dude.. after already doing a Marathon of Dance in public places across the weekend long.. and i might add.. hitting the 5950 milestone mark.. that surely will hit 6000 miles in three years by the Fall Equinox.. for the next big celebration coming in milestone blog way.. anyWays.. miss prim and proper work-out shorts lady.. exclaims to her son as i am passing by.. get here quick son.. to her child.. there are too many weird folks in here.. now of course i had my head phones on.. considering all of my NoW WAY WAY OUT OF THE BOX DANCE ACTIVITIES.. which of course she has no way of kNoWing how far and deep and sometimes red hot.. my activities do go online too.. hehe.. but yes.. since she said there are too many weird folks in here.. i immediately turned around as i had passed her and heard her clearly as i ain’t got no music on yet.. hehex2.. and as we kNow.. the iPhone ear buds are designed well not to totally stuff your ears up.. so.. you can hear cars coming up on ya and stuff like that when you are driving your bike and running and all of that.. So.. go i back quickly to the aisle her son was visiting by the Halloween stuff.. and sure enough there are a mix of Walmart customers.. who are dressed rather differently.. and like totally relaxed in their night clothes and other the Dude off the Big Lebowski Movie ways of being.. kinda like the Love Version of Jesus who truly is the Love Christ.. as opposed to the other polar opposite anti-Christ Jesus who exists in FucKinG plain site in the New Testament for those with Love eyes and ears who can see that hating your Parents and Brothers and Sisters.. and Children in Luke Chapter 17.. if they don’t follow all of the contradictions of the New Testament like it’s even possible to Love your enemy and hate your FucKinG Children.. Good cop bad cop good cop.. what the FucK it’s like the FucKinG Joker off the Batman Movie.. live by the sword.. die by the sword.. why so serious.. i bring a sword not peace.. FucK.. people sit in the pews and take this shit in.. not paying attention of course.. as there are a zillion other problems swimming around in the their head.. to meet the Trump money and other materialistic goals in life of course.. not even to notice half the God Dam time.. that the New Testament is a book of Love and Hate.. Hope and Fear.. no different than the Old Testament too.. but when you tale folks you have made a humble and zealous carpenter as the good cop bad cop Bi-Polar Jesus continues into play as a FucKinG God of the Universe.. that is just a ploy that does not allow you sTiLL to question the total hypocritical Nature of the book from start to finish.. however.. in mythology way.. like all other religions and myths.. there is most often the ‘Kali’ part.. you know the Angel of Destruction.. the potential devil archetype without empathy and compassion that says in tribal instinct way.. go team go.. we are the best team and your team sucks.. fight team fight.. sit down stand up..kneel.. go quarterback Jesus or Muhammad go.. no.. it’s our Jesus and not your Jesus or this Jesus and not that Jesus.. Good cop bad cop Good cop Jesus Merry go around and some of us are still crucifying others for being different or perhaps we are just another bleached blonde Babe from The Southern Baptist Church with her tight gym shorts on.. making it now clear to everyone else that she and her son are the chosen ones and everyone else on the other team just plain sucks.. anyway.. be careful who you wish for.. as sure.. i have a Devil two and a Joker in my back pocket2.. per that song by 21 Pilots that i shared before1.. you will never ever wanna see into the eyes of righteous indignation that live behind these sHades.. THE eyes who have seen REAL FUCKING HELL HERE ON EARTH.. but no.. when i slowly approached her like a Black Panther.. as they always walk.. as a practice of survival.. she would never kNow what my eYes were thinking.. but sure.. she could FeeL my presence of strength and fearless.. and perHaps.. she’ll think twice now before she condemns the weird around her as anything but FucKinG Clown Fun!.. anyWay.. this is human nature.. she knows not what she does.. and even science documents and provides this too.. as the conservative mind sees the world much differently in inhibitions and fear than the liberal mind does.. in fearless and party time all the relaxed Panther walk and Dance now!.. i would have asked her for a dance.. and sure.. back in the old days at Seville.. she probably would have gotten a selfie with me.. just to show off to ‘some’ of her friends the wild thing she saw out of the zoo and all of that.. i get around.. i understand how and why the human ticks and rocks.. i forgive her for what she kNows and feels not of what she does.. i’ve been to hell.. but no.. some of these others folks who her child will go on to bully in school.. per the example this mother sets haven’t weathered the storms i have.. coming out looking like the statue of King David and all of that in the buff… hehe.. as it were and is in all my art haha!.. so perhaps she will think twice.. before she blurts out something to her son.. that a real Good Cop Jesus might be hearing in the background.. ’cause you kNoW.. there IS A pArt of her book.. that speaks to coming back in glory to judge the living and the dead.. well here’s the thing.. only God truly Judges as all that is in the end now.. in how we iN liGht or DArk of Positive action and consequence live our life per the rules and laws of NatUre.. as there are literally trillions of peptide receptors in all the cells of the body that are fed either liGht or DArk by the relative free will of our thOughts and actions as thoughts are simply after effects of the affect of how we feel about the world in pro or con social emotions.. live life in fear.. anger and hate.. and become the dArk of that.. live life in Hope.. Peace and Love and become the Dude from the Big Lebowski show come back again.. perhaps in a grocery store.. writing a check on 911 for 69 cents.. Remember Horatio.. God is bigger than your book or the walls of your church.. God is the Force that lives in a grain of sand and quite Frankly.. the red tip end of my penis.. to put it as FRANkly as i can.. and will.. to separate anything as holy and sacred as any pARt of the Body of God from head to toe.. to tip of that in whatever colors it comes.. from seas to shining seas.. to the farthest galaxy of mind and body and beyond space.. distance now and time that has never been explored.. is to live less than we can in the greatest grace that is the gift of life now.. use it or lose it.. i use it all baby.. and i thrive.. no.. i don’t just survive i thrive.. as what most folks might refer to weird and a lazy bum too.. but here’s the deal.. wE are THE GOOD COP JESUS.. TEAM LIGHT IS THE SIDE WE ARE ON.. DO AS YOU WILL.. WE WILL BE GOOD COP JESUS.. LOVING EVERY SECOND OF NOW IN THIS GREAtEST GrACE.. Go TEAM LIGHT GO.. RA TEAM RA..:)
Now.. Let’s see.. wHeRe was i.. hmm.. i.. i wonder which way i ought to go.. yes.. Facebook.. Macro-Verse memories now from years ago.. i haven’t lost them.. after all.. hehe.. one moment.. please.. NOW while i retrieve with second or third chorus.. and.. that reminds me.. a lady i used to work with.. yes.. Dolores.. whose Spirit animal was the Tasmanian Devil of course.. once said.. dam.. Fred.. don’t matter what sHit you get yourself into.. you always come out smelling like Fresh Roses.. or other flowers per se.. as i improvise as such as i continue to go as Cheshire Cat.. Mad Hatter.. Alice And Wonderland.. hahahaha! you may have noticed.. i am not all of myself.. truly.. my smile reaches far on this E-Land never land.. never ending story online all.. but remember.. beware the Jabberwocky2.. and sure.. i come as the March Hare2.. in the year of our Lord 2013.. so.. i’m here.. since E-Birth.. on Thanks Giving Day of 2010 too.. hmm.. what next.. oh.. God Yes! yes.. back to the Facebook Memories fully in Lewis Carrol like hypergraphia tow… too as anything goeS in this pArt of Pan’s Woods.. you kNow pan of pan theist all even more more to come of that aLL iT is.. too.. so.. here comes some more totAlly a-causal related memories from a year ago.. toTally related to today too.. As Synchronicity continues to pAint canvas alWayS now.. wHeRe no distance space or time literally existS onlinE.. noW as there is no entropy here of notice.. don’t you see.. feel.. sense and know.. there is no sun or moon.. to light these words.. no golden floors.. or pearly gates.. perhaps you just stepped into the iSREAL Twilight ZonE Heaven and are not fully aware of the looKing gLass you see through if you have arrived here now.. anyWay.. it’s NoW for juSt anotHeR TeaM ligHT SonG noW.. iF you can see and hEart the cAll of God all that is yEt.. as the team liGht members aLL continue to ArT and sciEncE all thaT is out.. to the best of tHeir liGht and hmm.. somewhat dARk abilities now.. so.. go Lorde2.. at 1:11 pm2..:)
Jesus F. in Christ.. if i hear that FucKinG Trump commercial one more paid commercial YouTube Advertisement about putting Freedom in a waLLed lock box.. i am gonna have to ignore it even more.. hehe..
oKAy.. back to the regularly unscheduLed program here.. as now goeS oN.. trUly iSREAL FReED..;)
Allah’s Karma as fully titled here.. Doesn’t need a book.. bottom line.. Positive action makes Positive consequence.. Negative action makes Negative consequence.. Flow with God of Nature’s Nature as gifted as being HUman.. in liGht or go the dArk path of relative Free WiLL iSreAL noW.. Laws of Nature God and sAMe rule.. break them as wave of dARk and surf potential hell too.. hmm.. i’ll go for Ocean liGht Heaven iSrEAL noW.. beats the other place.. DancE and SonG uP..:)
Dance Dreams more.. yes.. bottom line.. yes.. and that reminds me.. Facebook Friend Cortney.. who is also a Dancing Friend from Seville Quarter shares a Facebook Status on looking for a job and potential prospects thereof..
Good Luck.. i’D hire you to Dance but as Sia says in terms.. Of.. Dollar Bills.. The Pay kinda sucks.. But it can be thrilling..;)
And now i say heRe and tHeRe anD everyWheRe noW oNE for noW evermorenow.. hehe.. liVinG now..
Yeah.. it’s too bad we cannot go back to the forAging of village life.. small groups of warm and fuzzy feeling humans dancing in the liGht of ecstasy moves in connecting and creating anew.. as the midnight and full moon comes around as it goes around too.. and we do too.. anyway.. i dream and do what i can and will.. and trust me as Alice says now.. sure.. go ask Alice.. hUman ImAGinAtiOn.. beats Trump and Hillary Paper cut dolls any day of the dance week now.. i can iMaGiNe anything.. and trUst me.. most oF iT coMes trUe.. or truSt.. me not.. yoUr will over free love.. or not.. my wiLL as fearless love.. alWays noW..:)
Now to a few of my online friEnds who i regularly interAct with in never no fAiL.. Wonderland.. as hey.. juST ‘C A U S E.. i can and WiLL over Love as Fearless iSREAL.. as PerHaps i AM A Wizard oF oZ iSREAL2..;)
Hmm.. noW if i can just fit the 10 commandments into one of Fearless Love.. perHaps i WiLL have coveRed all the major memes iN hiStory oF art SAges.. mostlY online trUe and suRE Pentatonix can hELp NoW.. WiTh that too.. in modern culturE ways too.. as Jesus.. F iN Christ.. to geT iT aLL doNe requires quite a brush to cover the canvas aS even frAction of 12 million words of ZilLioNs poTenTiaL more to cOmE online iSREAL iN aLL O’ Unabridged bible through hUman eYes groWinG moRE as wE sPEAk ‘tiLL more folks reach a singularity of clarity ONE oF FEARLESS FucKinG LOVE.. iF yoU sEEk iN GoD oF couRsE.. noW..:)
“The believer is happy. The doubter is wise.”
~~ Hungarian proverb ~~
Well.. gigoid… as promised i’m back at 2:33 pm.. Central Time on January 12th of 2016.. and surely the happy and wise are truly the one’s who believe with 100% faith.. hope and belief.. my Friend.. in other words they not only walK iN liGht as Science says.. they literAlly bEcoMe a liGht FoRcE of hUman BeinG as all multi-trillion peptide receptors in all cells of the hUman body FucKinG ‘forgeT’ all about dArk.. and seNSE and FeeL.. A Way BeinG liGht.. oh.. the science and art my friEnd.. oh.. the Happy and wise thrive alive.. with fearless love nowoneforevermorenow..:)
“I know a lot of people without brains who do an awful lot of talking.”
~~ The Scarecrow, Wizard of Oz ~~
Hmm.. Fitting in somE ways here too.. my friEnd..
The Scarecrow listens.. The Tin man speaks.. And the Lion Roars.. when all three beComE onE Force of Fearless Love.. but sure.. without expreSsinG thAT SpiRiT.. all is lost.. for all toGeTHeR potEnTiaLLy moRe oNE.. so.. that’s why i for one.. choose A role of Cheerleader aS Fearless Love.. as that my friEnd is the hiGhest hUman Gift oF aLL.. as BaLAnCinG Instrument of God oF aLL NaturE now.. Go.. Team liGht.. Go.. Team RA! Go..:)
“A human being is a part of the whole, called by us Universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest –a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole nature in its beauty.”
~~ Albert Einstein ~~
Albert Einstein.. “The Anti-Trump”..
Need.. i say more.. sUre.. Y-NoT.. tHeRe ain’t no Trump WallS noW around mE..@lEAst foR Now.. hehe.. hmm..
“The world, Govinda, is not imperfect or slowly evolving along a long path to perfection. No, it is perfect at every moment; every sin already carries grace within it, all small children are potential old men, all sucklings have death within them, all dying people — eternal life. It is not possible for one person to see how far another is on the way; the Buddha exists in the robber and the dice player; the robber exists in the Brahmin. During deep meditation it is possible to dispel time, to see simultaneously all the past, present and future, and then everything is good, everything is perfect, everything is Brahman. Therefore, it seems to me that everything that exists is good–death as well as life, sin as well as holiness, wisdom as well as folly. Everything is necessary, everything needs only my agreement, my assent, my loving understanding; then all is well with me and nothing can hurt me. I learned through my body and soul that it was necessary for me to sin, that I needed lust, that I had to strive for property and experience nausea and the depths of despair in order to learn not to resist them, in order to learn to love the world, and no longer compare it with some kind of desired imaginary world, some imaginary vision of perfection, but to leave it as it is, to love it and be glad to belong to it. These, Govinda, are some of the thoughts that are in my mind.”
— Hermann Hesse, _Siddartha_
FucKinG LoVe iT aLL.. Bottom FucKinG liNe oF Existence.. as Fearless LoVe noW..:)
“To know that one has enough is to be rich.” ~~ Lao Tzu
Abundance IS A state of miNd/boDy BaLanCinG for scores more then.. iN thouSands of years.. people lived on the evening Meal Alone and Love.. MoVinG.. ConNecTinG And CreAtinG aNew allone they sTarTed the neXt day aLL for Love Now oF LiVinG noW.. juSt iMaGinE oNly NoW Heaven NoW.. someone forgoT.. and group greed rules.. Hmm.. i AM the anti-rule.. i AM LOVE.. Fearless.. LOVE.. FucK the rules of Greed..:)
“It’s All I have to bring to-day, This, and my heart beside, This, and my heart, and all the fields, And all the meadows wide. Be sure you count, should I forget, — Some one the sum could tell, — This, and my heart, and all the bees Which in the clover dwell.”
~~ Emily Dickinson ~~
To do all of liFe as poetry is to live as both brush and paint as God’s canvas iSREAL..:)
“I am an optimist. It does not seem too much use being anything else.” — Winston Churchill
LesSon LEarned iN Hell for me too.. When in hell do not FucKinG do as the Romans do..;)
Milton, Florida.. June 6th, 1960.. born in iSREaL U.S.A… heLL.. Also K A New Jerusalem.. E-Scaped on July 22nd, 2013..;)
My tombstone of bEfore..:)
And yes.. Milton, Florida.. was named Hell first.. ’cause oF aLL the briars on the River Banks of literAlly wHere i lived down town..
As alWays.. back uP art with Science.. and beWitch the ‘competition’.. oF DArk as darK..:)
All caught up to you mY FriEnd.. gigoid.. at 3:16 p.m.. September 12th, 2016.. noW.. if tHeRe ever could be a Good Cop Jesus.. you.. My FriEnd would be one of his favorites..
i roamed the neighborhood bLock with sHades at 3:33 am.. every night for years.. the street lights were not as briGht as my computer screen of pain.. to E-Scape to Nature dArk each niGht.. then.. and one niGht.. a voice within spoke in a language thaT was no words aT aLL.. FeeLinG SenSinG liFe.. God within lived liGht agAin..
stressed.. desserts only kNow.. FEEL SENSE FEARLESS LOVE..:)
Hello.. my FriEnd.. Prajakta.. it can sometimes be lonely to trUly have WinGs liGht.. but every once in a while a another bird flies by now to let you kNow/FeeL you are not alone.. and through the last several years.. trUly in a storm of wings.. of writing.. you were only one of few to only you.. who consistently dropped by my blog site.. and let me know you came by with at least a like.. this writing adventure.. as far as the human touch goes.. has been truly a challenge.. while real life.. is full of the human touch now.. i am tempted to leave this all behind.. as i’ve created milestones and completed them.. same as E-Scaping pain with these words from the stARt.. but it is only a few folks like you who now convince me to stay around a little longer at lEast.. i appreciate you.. my FriEnd.. and this is a poem you write that touches my soul the most.. fitting.. as i end my pursuit in writing foR Now.. for clarity as purpose.. for the meaning of liFe.. just to DancE and SinG mY friEnd.. the thing is.. i can do that in real life now.. and i’M not sure now why i am not doing that more.. my neXt stop to liGht a lamP.. perHaps morE.. noW.. outside..:)
And in conclusion i say now..
THE END AND ALWAYS THE BEGINNING SOMEWHERE OVER THE RAINBOW FOR NOW @LEAST FOR ME..:)
Oh.. yeah.. cRap.. aLmost foRgET.. i dedicate thiS.. to my moTher as noW withouT her love tHeRe iS no way i could have bEcome A Love Flu.. hehe.. sUre.. hiStory rEpeats itSelf.. iN most everyWay.. aS noW.. Anew.. Now reNew.. So hEars to HeLen.. this.. go ’round.. Merry.. at age 17.. coming out of the Santa Rosa Sound.. And sure.. i’LL2 continue giving somEway.. somEhow.. somEnoW anYWay i Go..;)