New Moon Reign

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A quick trip over to Blogger
Poet friEnd Rafiah’s place in
the interim of waiting for all those
photos to download.. hehe.. for the
last Epic MacroVerse.. “OVengate 2016”..
trip as it were all over the place..
yes.. globAlly as such too..
and i respond to
Rafiah’s now
Fictional Narrative
of a Cozy November Story
with these words
of hope and joy..
Keep writing iT
and it wiLL
evenTuAlly
Be with AcTinG of course..
Guy De Maupassant.. as i Wiki
him now.. was/is surely another
soul of writing
who struggled
much too..
better
lived
than
written
my friend..
better written
and lived my friEnd.. Rafiah..
As dreAms are yoUrs for FruiTioN..:)
juSt
A forTune…
Cookie..;)
Yes… i juSt
called you Cookie2..;)
Hello..:)
Rafiah responds
on Thursday that if i want
to meet her magical friend
Momina i will have to
got to
Pakistan
and i say..
SMiLes.. my friEnd Rafiah..
if you can
feel
me..
i’m
already
tHeRe..;)
And then back
in response to
what i wrote up
there.. regarding
cookies.. she says..
Nobody calls me Cookie.
I never knew I’ll like it so much being called Cookie.
Heart Emoticon
And i say
in final summary..
sMiLes.. aGain..
my friEnd Rafiah..
one can come to appreciate
cookies very much as one may
not receive
them
all the time..
And one of my
favorite parTS of
what i like to call
Holy and
Sacred
Thursday
is that is the
day i most often
hear from Cookie FriEnd
Rafiah from Pakistan ..now
for two and a half years.. a
cookie who lasts for me…;)
AnyWay.. now back to play
on a 725th Macro-Verse of
continuing Longest Long
Form Poem in the
history
of
humankind
technically now
speaking as such
as this one is way way
way too long to ever put
fully in paper form sTiLL
exceeding 3.3 milLioN
words approaching
4 MilLIoN too..
as words
do
go on
as usual here..
yeah.. writer’s..
block.. NO.. this is
writER’s TsUnaMi.. HA HA..;)
And after almost 2 months of constant
drought a storm is coming tonight
and for the next
two
forecast
days as the
wind is bloWinG
uP out side and
Sun and sAnd
dance
awaits
me
as i fly one with
water and wind ALL
Barefeet as such wHOle..;)
But first.. i’LL do Lunch
to fuel
the rest
with some
more Thanks
GiVinG left
overs
as they
also DO go oN..;)
396
WeLL.. considerRinG
i am very much like
a modern
age
Jesus..
i’LL weigh
in on this pizza gate
‘you’ are spreading and raise
the dARk noW to liGht with some
OVen Gate.. y noT.. as we kNow
little men hide behind faceless
avatars on the Internet.. huh..
hehe.. anyWay.. world
class martial
artists.. ballet
dancers and
folks like
me who leg
press 1020 LBS 33 times
by feat of the hiGher power
of God within and feet of course..
haha.. don’t need to shy away from
showing tHeir face as they have God
to take care of tHeir back side per se..
anyWay.. there is a clause in the Old T Ten
Commandments that STiLL says False Witness is
really not cool.. and in the case of doing this and
actually inciting violence.. you CAN get into really big
criminal trouble ..as trust me.. working for the Government
for a Quarter of a Century.. i am well versed with laws and
rules too.. beyond a current still exceeding 3.3 million word
longest long form poem effort in witness for God and let’s just
say currently likely God’s most prolific cheerleader as such free
lance
on the
loose wild
and free.. yes
praise dance public iN
martial arts and ballet-like
style now for about 6500 miles
in 39 months and if i remember i’ll
let you know and feel it when i get to
6666 miles as that’s like the Golden Spiral
Phi mean of God 4 times numbers noW as SiX
symbols as such too.. as one sees Now all around
Nature as the finger print of God.. within.. inside
outside… above.. so below and all around down to
Subatomic Quantum Physics to the largest oF MoVinG
Celestial Bodies in space as such.. sure.. the Milky way
too.. a fetus.. a curled cat.. a Nautilus shell as the Pattern
of God moves on both in form and essence in spiraling way..now..
what else.. oh yeah.. back to the topic at hand..OVengate 2016..
i’LL give
yA a
link all
commercial
free as me and
God have a personal
one to one relationship
one as man in the mirror
as such too.. ALL FReED.. so here aLL thaT iS..
Oh.. and by A way.. based on somewhat inside sources.. your commercials
are soon likely going away as you cannot continue to libel folks and potentially
incite violence now as some of your documented comments are already alluding
to here in response to the lies you are spreading that have ZERO BASIS IN FACT..
as the investigations have already proven in the world that has a head still on its
shoulders as such.. all rational and logical as such.. not founded in illusory fears
where groups of folks get togeTheR.. as science shows human misery loves company
still in pockets on the Internet and among folks who elect folks who grab crotches
with status and power and such as that.. anyway.. Trump is getting a bit boring
and predictable as he comes back to the corporate ways of life.. away from
the same snake oil sales person illusory fears you employee here
to make Google pennies that add up with the ads that
will likely soon go away and
leave..
poof..
no money
to be made
off of false witness
too.. not only thaT.. you
wiLL alReady face the face
to face Karma of God as tHeRE
is no escaping the God of Nature my
FriEnd who lives in no book alone and is totAlly
Karmic free in terms of positive actions in liGht
or the negative actions in dARk like this that result
in yes..
you guessed
it.. dArk consequences
too.. potentially far beyond
just losing your Google pennies
in ad revenue here in your continuance
of bearing false witness against your
brothers
and sisters
with GOD LiVinG
noW inside no less
or more than you
my friEnd iN dARk
or liGht God.. rules Free noW
in Karmic eYes that FeeL/SenSE and kNow
more that what you think you hide here Now..
anyWay..
an invitation
to the liGht side
remains open noW as
alWays but your activity
is getting too nefarious here
for me to be any pARt oF it
in the future as
iT is
equally
disgusting
as what
you now
lie about here
with zero evidence still..
have a nice day and thanks for
the dArkest of poetic muse and news
as liFe goes on for those raptured in
liGht
as well
as dARk
alWays
noW Now
my FriEnd
who’s lost so
lost noW and
hope you can Now
find your way out
of all this darkness you create..
and the other literal millions of
folks who do this like you do now..:)
1173
Off to dVerse
wHere there is
no theme but
a guideline
for Haibun
and Haiku
that i will for go
in muse and change
to all Fredbun and Fredku
combined oneku.. not unlike
the Fredfu.. i will be doing all
free verse in
martial
arts
style
a little
later after
dinner at
the military gym
of course.. only 10
links to this point of date..
so.. should be somewhat of a
breeze
of
muse
to move
here for a while
now@leASt for fUN..:)
Leaves of tears
run dry as drought
over takes
the
moisture
for decompose
and fertilize more..
storm front rising higher
cloud tops coming lower
respite
of water..
Nature’s
tears..
welcome
relief.. rain delivers..:)
At the Catholic
temple i frequent
every Sunday since
September of 2013..
it IS
A chalice
empty like
any human
without a DancE of SonG
aS HeARt gRows togETher Ocean
wHole.. chalice fiLLs SonG oF Human SpiRit
heARts moRe iN miNds and boDys BaLanCinG
SpiRit as
aLive spReads
A messAGe oF liGht..
iN senSinG and FeeLinGS
more than words wiLL ever say..
thE Force DanceS SinGs togeTher withiN..
iNside.. outsiDe.. aBove.. so beLoW and all ‘roUnd..:)
i can’t say i’ve
often played in
snow.. these greyhounds
are lucky today as they experience
a beauty
feel of
Nature
clean to behold
in paws that feel
the earth and cold
and snow flakes
as integral
paRts
no different than
the pads that balance
tHeir orbit uPon the EARth..:)
sMILes.. wife and
i retired early with
unexpected disabilities..
and sure they are invisible
but the best thing oF aLL iS
we rarely
journey
away
from
each otHeR
and that my
FriEnd IS A silver
liNing iN paiN oF beFore..:)
Myth and meaning
purpose and
nature
mixing
words
with
emotions
and senses..
fairy tales
are real
when
lived
more than words..
poEtry comes aLiVe..:)
erbiage responds by
saying.. and i quote..
“We make our world. Fantasy becomes reality.
In the beginning was the word. Poetry is grave, serious, magical”
And then i return wiTh..
WINks my friEnd..
ConsideRing liGht
Moves faster than
Sound i’LL go wiTh
DancE then SonG
Never the less..
So let iT bE
Written.. so
Let’s juSt
Do iT
MaGiC
SonG
MaKes DancE..:)
Oh.. Lord yes.. now..
my friend.. two months
iN A Panhandle of
Florida
with
only
sprinkles
‘tween.. grey
skies and barometer
lowering depresSing
dArk and
exCitinG
as
storm
oF liFE soon comes
iN Thunder head wake Joy..:)
SMiLes..
my FriEnd..
never done a
plane but a monthly
tour bus to casinos while
my wife plays with one armed
bandits just
with free
play
buckS hehe..
and i dance
the beaches
free and focus
is alWays better
oN board bus
wiTh just
A hum of diesel
MoVinG art oF words plUs..:)
sMiLes.. livinG
iN Sunny albeit
drought fELt beach
lands lately..
beauty to
behold..
but no
snow..
mountains
or valleys low..
emoTioNs
carry
Nature
on iN sAme
as human crucible
fire of star senSinG withiN
pArts of EArTh are misSinG A SpiRit
oF moRe.. iN SoUl fELt heArt ways new..:)
WeLL.. back
to the beach
heRe.. Emerald waves..
salt air sugar white sands..
sea oats breezing pure white
gulls gulf
i am
all oF
Ocean
iS wHOle..
First oNE at 18..
Second OnE at 21..
53 stayed ONe to
date aT 56 ONE
Ocean wHole continues..
hiStory oF Lamp liT for me2..;)
Hmm.. mysterious
Dog named
Fred..
can’t
say i haven’t
heard oF one
version
of that
recently..
hehe..
but in my case..
it is more like a lamb
in wolves clothing.. strange dog he is2..;)
Connections..
long and
short
no
matter
what..
Connections
true when warm..:)
Hi.. Allison.. first..
a quick note.. the
link you provided
takes one to the
Word Press New post screen..
anyWay.. i found
you with
Google..
no problem..
Now to
your
poem..
Hurricanes
in Florida surely
make the power kNown
of Nature in its awesome
Force.. wHere Ivan of 2004
took
down
the iNfrastructure
in one winds swipe..
funny thing..
WE neighbors
had a cook-out
for the first time
ever with Hurricane outAges..
proving what’s missing overall
in life these days with front porches
rarely
used
iN home AC/DC
eNtertainment lives..:)
Amazing to thiNk..
my friEnd as
nows go
by.. so far..
cemeteries
of the future
will be flowered
and colored by
Blogs juSt like this..
transhumanism.. in uploading
soUls.. 15 minutes of fAMe.. a lifetime forever captured..
may be legends.. wHo kNows Feels.. moRE.. noW
as
long
as
servers.. serve
A soUl uP oNline..
wHo FeeLs.. kNoWs perHaps
A thouSAnd yeARs oF eYes..aLiVe
as soUls rain
on
wiTh HeARt
And SpiRit aS
words.. eTc.. beCome flesh..:)
That Covers
13 at 6 pm..
11282016..:)
1939
UniVersity of sMaRt phone
with lectures delivered
for free in bed..
some of my favorites
are Ted Talks.. and even
Conspiracy Theory Sites as i am
interested as a Participant Observer
Anthropologist.. as sure.. one who holds from ’83..
a college degree.. in the actual field of Anthropology
that is really not something that most anyone ever uses
for an actual occupation for pay.. but a lifelong interest in
the human condition with some foundation of understanding that
folks are alike and different sAMe in all cultures in all periods of
human history and even pre-history too.. yields to a person
who is more open minded than one who believes
in just this book or that book.. these
expanded horizons that High
School courses and
Sunday school..
referencing the
deeper ideas of
folks restricted by religious
beliefs thousands of years ago..
can go so much further/deeper now than the
chains of before.. and even better.. most everyone
who has an open enough mind to seek and find can
BOTH seek and find a tremendous wealth of enhancing
all types of human intelligenceS in the broad band new age
unabridged bible when most all humans are provided an avenue/voice
for what they learn and what they come to find as insights more of LiFe..
so.. anyway.. my early morning in Bed smaRt Phone University included Ted
talks on highly sensitive people.. how to enhance the strength of your mind
away from negative thinking.. spirituality vs psychosis and how indigenous
cultures view bio-neuro-diversity as gift rather than the so-called first world’s
way of labeling anything from the vanilla norm.. as disorder and disease.. as
it’s worth noting that not too long ago.. epileptics were considered demon
possessed by the Church and homosexuality was considered a disease
by the American Psychological Association DSM manuals for
Psychiatric Disease.. ignorance runs deep in both the history
of science and church with always more veils to lift
for an original Greek Apocalypse Definition of
just that..lifting the veils of ignorance..not
always easy as the norm tends to
fear the different in all the
ways minorities of
bio-neuro-diversity
occur as free and
wild existence struggles
and potential thrives for continuing
survival.. and the sad thing is.. on an individual
level in small detail view.. each human has difficulty
seeing a much larger Picture of God and Nature same
where the very survival of the long term viability of the
species depends on ALL THAT BIO-NEURO-DIVERSITY
where ‘John and Mary’.. if they had tHeir way would
make test tube clones of them as the only
perfection from small human view they
can currently see as the flea who
sucks the blood from dog that
is god seeing only small
parts of dog hairs
when there
is so.. so much
more to know and feel
about the whole dog that
some people see and feel more
of and some folks do not.. the best part
about pooling all of our experiences of life..
IS Also stARTinG to see and feel more about the entire
dog and not continue to be left with just hair of the dog for an
entire life with all the veils of ignorance covering our potential
in what can be complete and total Nirvana.. Bliss.. Satori.. Dao..
yes.. Heaven Now.. for those who lEarn and feel the essence oF all
that is aka god.. dog or whatever label one uses to cover the essence
of all that is.. anyWay.. to discount any pArt of God.. no matter what it is..
is to discount God Whole and to throw away pARts one does not understand
or fears to understand and or feel.. as more of God now.. and yes that includes
the study of conspiracy communities online as they are founded on narrow views
of illusory fears but never the less those ignorant parts of Dog can bring much
harm to others.. potentially in even ways of criminal violence if the dark
parts of God like this are not given dark credence as the can and do
affect and effect dark changeS in negative ways of society
as pARt.. all of what it is.. as we are starting to see that
false conspiracy news can actually
harm others.. too.. so what to do..
sure that’s what rules
are for.. this is a new frontier
of sharing information and feelings
and senses and when that comes to harming
other folk’s freedoms that’s when the rules of society
must kick-in forms of new laws to avoid the anarchy
of more folks getting harmed by ignorance that actually
incites violence where freedom of information becomes bullets
more than gold.. anyway that’s a hard call.. and ever changing
but a necessary one for huge populations of heterogeneous
humans to have individual freedoms that are not
encroached by others who would rule
those freedoms with dark
of ignorance
if they
could force
the world into
that veiled mode
once again.. where
religious monarchies in veils
of ignorance and illusory fears and
empty promises force their ideas on others
where if you wanna live in darkness go ahead
as long as you do not harm others and force them
into the misery loves company that is also known as
a dark part of human Nature that does what it does to
survive without much thrive.. and that’s one way iT goes on..
a ball that surely can seem like confusion as days go by
in all the heterogeneous cultural ways of dArk and liGht
that do come as cultural differences to the nature
of human too.. reflecting dArk illusory
fearful ways of liFE or liGht
Progression for positive
adaptation and change
which for some folks
sadly is misery
loves
company..
as i’ve studied
this phenomenon on
and off the Wrong Planet too..
yes.. literally the internet site named
that where the same kind of conspiracy
theories about charitable organizations with
Eugenics Nazi-like intents are driven as the
same gospel truth that says there is a God of
love that tortures folks forever and already knows
it’s gonna happen from the get go when they create
a place like that where as science shows some folks
are born without the innate ability to love and only feel pain
and harming others as pleasure.. like i said.. discount no source
of human experience as not pertinent to the whole ball of God whether
in balance or confusion.. anarchy.. imbalance same.. better to lEarn and
understand and feel the pain and pleasure of others instead of shooting
first..
’cause
that’s
just
one person
or this or that
group thinks opinion
to do what’s next in dark
think and feel way of liFe noW..
as we continue to gRow or stagnate Now..
iN the Ocean wHole that is God both dARk
and liGht ‘tween that and beyond Rainbow colors
that i for one am currently gifted to see and feel all
of this
and
more as
again.. i discount
no pARt of God as
less important than anotHeR
in the whole of all that is noW..
oh yeah.. as the profile pic on FB
of the day returns to Karmic eYe status..
in introspective
and extraspective
wayS
noW..
stiLL
waiting
on rain that’s coming..:)
AsABOVESUnbELOW.. as the Facebook
Algorithm Macro-Verse memory
generator from three years
ago.. comes
through
without
fail like
any great
assistant
and or
Secretary
would or
could
do if totally
automated and
robotic..so.. sure.. Thank
you Mr/Ms/FB Roboto.. for
serving me so well and doing the
job that no one else would have time
to do for me free and brief reminder.. still
behind on providing text only versions now of
my last 5 Macro-Verses on Facebook Pages
numbering three for folks who might care to
read that who do not have the Broad
Band Access and Computer
Horsepower
to
open
up hundreds
of Multi-Media
photos in some
Macro-Verses too..
as note of yesterday’s
“OVengate 2016”.. MacroVerse
too.. well.. anyway.. i used to be.. yes..
very poor in terms of dollar bills.. where
even with quite a few in the bank to last the
rest of my life.. most of my thrills are almost
totally dollar free.. as truth be told i was a rather
thrilled and happy young lad to be alive and free
working at a Bowling Center making three dollars
and sixty nine cents an hour in 1984 after graduating
from College with three degrees as money is as good as
getting you the stuff you think and feel you NEED FOR LIFE..
be happy
with
having
happy
IS A
best way
for me to DancE
and SinG FReED and
sPeaKinG of juSt that.. in
this three year old Macro-
Verse memory i continue to
explore the deeper pARts of balancing
life then.. including balancing the feminine
and masculine divine elements of my being
inside.. outside.. as above.. so below and of course..
all around.. and the thing about this is.. i was uniquely
qualified.. after existing in hell for 66 months of already going
to the lowest lowest Dante level of thAT i can personally imagine..
so.. freeing myself into Heaven was a rather easy task where most
folks couldn’t possibly imagine why i would model my self freely in
somewhat of a feminine pose with a wolf shirt on and that’s about it
except for briefs and stuff.. and then move down to mirrored pictures
of Nature on a family farm of a pond and sunset celebrating thanks giving
then.. with photo of my self not too flattering and a little pudgy around the
belt albeit plenty of gun on top with arms that still curled 200LBs plus then
at about 220 lbs.. where i actually looked overweight then as compared to
230 plus lbs today.. although all these ThanksGiving desserts are
adding up quick around the belt too.. hehe.. as sure this was
after ThanksGiving too.. where i rearranged the
body mass soon after that too.. as
change happens
for those
who
continue
to adapt
to challenge
and struggle in dArk and Negative way.. and
juSt do change in positive light ways.. although..
all those desserts were certainly very very tasty..
anyway.. i found exploring both the feminine
and masculine balance
naked free in
all the
ways
that art
came and
still comes very
liberating.. insightful
and leading to much much
more creativity and productivity..
totAlly freeing emotions and senses
as the dance and fight as SonG of mY soUL
continued.. yes.. more naked and free as that 2013
year went on from King David underwear to celebrating
God in what most folks might think iS in vile and naked ways..
however that’s culture and the norms of culture.. where once
in a new renaissance age at least the elite or top 5 percent
of folks who were educated
did the art form of
the human
body sculpting
and painting
of naked holy
and sacred same..
no different than the
Ancient Egyptians too..
and folks far far before that
in prehistory way of petroglyphs
wHeRe a male dancing in ALL his
glory was not an uncommon art
to be captured in stone
carved
paintings
not much
different than
one of the first
Egyptian God’s..
‘Min’ of fertility fully
exposed like that too..
as hey.. it’s reaLiTy thaT’s
most often covered up in Victorian
still leaning art that would rather see
headless murdered victims than pleasurable gifts from God
for all giving and sharing for those who gain enough freedom
to art
that
too..
hmm.. naked
and free.. life’s too
short not to play naked..
unless you’re scared.. i ain’t scared..
and after i finished that exploration
and continue own with it
i own
fearless
from head
to toe.. in ways
of ballet.. and
martial arts
fully
naked in
all the ways that comes2..:)
And sure.. a couple of those works
of art generated in the range of 300
to 400 hundred thousand likes on one
of my Google Blogs as already documented
in my blogs for proof with screen shot of the
stats.. one partially clothed in the 300K range
and one fully not clothed in the 400K range
and sure
it was
when
the
blog was
named my Free
Lance Stripper blog
when all the views were
attracted.. Free Verse
Nude Poetry
doesn’t
nearly
generate
quite the likes
of that although the
views are steadily increasing..
as like it or not.. it’s art at the hiGhest
levels of human expression and nah..
ain’t the first one to say that.. Michelangelo
just didn’t have the tools to do it in the flesh like i do..
as a self project as such.. coming in full with the nerds
who provide the tools.. and folks like me who take full
advantage to go where not many humans beings are brave enough to go..
prepare ye a way had to come first.. in mechanical cognition way and now the art..
FREE
heART
MORE..
iN God
eYes of WiLd
and LoVing smARt
And Fearless too FReED..:)
4084
Facebook Friend and all around cool dancing
friend from Old Seville.. Cortney.. expresses
some concern over what a waiter did.. calling
her Young Lady at a delicious
place of serving food and i
respond in rather short
story style to this restaurantial concern..
i still occasionally get called young man by
older customer service patriarchs and some
get a surprised look that i’m older than them..
as it’s often when they catch
me in the act of dance..
but on the other
hand.. visiting my
Aunt Christina in the nursing
home.. the nice lady in the next
bed.. looked at Katrina and said..
you have a beautiful child.. hmm..
she doesn’t mind it @46 but i have to admit
@24.. in ’83.. graduating with three degrees..
and still having to manage three part time jobs..
including Janitor.. Archaelogy Research Associate..
and Book Store Clerk.. when the cop stopped me outside
the bank i was cleaning and radioed in.. it’s just the clean-up
boy that was a little deflating.. what i eventuAlly lEarned was/is
what i think/feel/sense
about myself
is totAlly all that
counts.. no matter if
the comment now is legend
or fool.. i for one am having
legendary fun
in my mind
and body
at
most..
Young Lady
is actually a sign
of respect in Southern
Speak and it’s pretty normal
for flight students to get sweetie
and get upset about it in the convenience
stores.. yeah that reminds me.. i get a lot of the
honey and sweetie from the older female customer
service representatives.. it goes over better than crazy.. hehe..;)
Cortney responds with..
I would never call someone that ever lollol
And i do my best to be somewhat
dry as humorous by saying..
(in reference to another reported comment
the waiter said about the menu items)
Oh.. by A way… ‘Stupid Awesome’
is so good.. you don’t have to thiNk about it..
that’s
my
milestone.. NO GOALS..
JuST be/do iT stupid aweSoMe noW..
not uNlike art does
what art is..;)
And finally.. i call
everyone.. no matter
what their age is.. M’am
or Sir.. if i do not know them..
by name.. iN
Bubba Southern comfort style..
as sometimes i
just go the
easy
route
and copycat
Without a F.. with TLC..:)
And now i say.. i got called lots of nasty names in school.. particularly
middle school.. and thank goodness i was mostly too naive and sheltered
as such to know what they meant at the time other than scowly face as such
by the perpetuators of the act of not kind.. and since then.. i’ve often stumbled
and unwittingly said and done things that i had no idea would seem condescending
to the one’s who received the normal Fredtalk.. per se.. in fact just the fact that i talk
so much and write so much can probably seem at times condescending too.. but mostly
i just enjoy life and go with the flow.. perhaps not always considering that everyone is not
on a page
quite
as
long as mine..
and surely at times
a little loud in volume
as i tend to get inspired
about what i am interested
in speaking about as overall
most everything is inspiring to me..
as i have the happy disorder as crazy as
it may sound that happy can be considered a
disorder for being happy for no reason at all.. generally
attributed to a label named as hypomania.. generally reflected
in my way of looking at life about being very enthusiastic about
being here after living in hell for 66 months of which the first 33 months
i was generally speaking.. the hunch back of Notre Dame closed off from
all means mostly in interpersonal communication.. particularly in feeling
any warm and fuzzies that normal social animals feel as surely love too..
anyway.. i can’t curtail the happy’s and refuse to go back to hell.. i suppose this
has lost me many potential close friendships in life.. but what i found is when a person
goes to hell they will not have a single person follow them in tHeRE for very long at least
until they become just another part of the furniture that they surely cannot help too.. there
are so many aspects of heaven and hell that most folks have not visited and many likely
that i have not either.. as we are all individuals in the view of our individual UniVerses that
are truly myriad and changing some nows drastically as life goes on.. anyway i go on.. it’s safe
to
say
now
at most..
and the whole
thing reminded
me of that Song
Lady by Styx and
makes all of this well worth it
for how i kNow and feel and sense liFE noW..;)
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AnyWay.. for me at least..
Heaven IS A Singularity..
a place of alWays reneWed
in enthusiasm wHere one is
never bored and alWays ready
for the neXt big fun thing to do alWays
noW.. and surely technology provides many
avenues to do this too.. as Lord kNows and FeeLs
thEre are not many social Gathering places otHeR than
Bars.. Churches.. Work.. School.. and such like Super Duper
Walmart
and other
places for
mostly buy
that can fill up
one simply by social
connecting force in moVing
conNecting creatinG way more..
Hmm.. tHeRe is an infinite number
in practicality for purposes and meanings
for a human beinG to be totAlly immersed
in FloW iN ZoNE for Heaven alWays noW..
but of course it helps to be a free agent..
with no money worries
directing.. producing
and acting
free
one’s
own game of
life with rules determined
individuAlly on the fly of what
and where and when to go neXt..
to juST do as such.. first noW.. a stop at the
gigoid place of collected wisdom of the ages
from now most all the sAGes and then to see what
dVerse has to offer after that and then tHeRe’s dance
and more free stuff to do like that..yes.. the world is my
oyster
as i
individually
Pearl oN iN
beYond Rainbow
colors as such above
and below plain black and white..;)
First oF aLL.. my
FriEnd gigoid in
reference
to the
Giant
President
of a tree you
offer in illustration
of photo today.. like
Vanessa Williams and
oTheRs sinG you’ll never
know how tall the Sycamore can
grow if ya cut it down without alloWinG
iT to paint with all the colors of the winds..
paraphrased of
course with
song
as
such too
to go with all
of this.. coming stuff..;)
“Certainty is only a symptom of lack of imagination.”
~~ Subtle Bee ~~
iMaGiNatTioN… hoMe of dReams
And FruiTioN oF all
cREaTiVity
pluS uP..
Productivity
too and all so
briLLiant iN FeeLinG
SenNsinG kNOwinG
when DancE and SunG
without a dollar bill to hOld back..
likes.. followers.. or share.. now oF
limitations/expectations either.. hehe..;)
“As you grow older, you’ll find the only
things you regret are the things you didn’t do.”
~~ Zachary Scott ~~
Unless one stays busy
from birth to last
eYe wiNk
iN
juSt
doinG
somEthinG new..
And the age we livE noW..
maKes thaT wiLL and Can Do..:)
All liFE on eARtH
is precious.. to see
and feel that way is to strive to save it..
from the scope of lifeless rocks in space..:)
“You can get help from teachers,
but you are going to have to learn a lot by yourself,
sitting alone in a room.”
~~ Theodore Seuss Geisel (Dr. Seuss) ~~
Within..
a lost
art
of
BeinG hUman
and the rest
of the UniVerse
pArt as WholE liFe..:)
“Innocence is its own Defence.”
~~ Benjamin Franklin ~~
NoThing
to hide..
iN eYes
oF A grown Naked child..;)
“”The superior man is the providence of the inferior.
He is eyes for the blind, strength for the weak,
and a shield for the defenseless.
He stands erect by bending above the fallen.
He rises by lifting others.”
~~ Robert Green Ingersoll ~~
Confidence
meaSures
how hiGH
one applauds
for the success and
liFting uP oF aLL otHeRs..
other
folks
build
walls
of many colors..:)
“If you love the sacred and despise the ordinary,
you are still bobbing in the ocean of delusion.”
~~ Lin-Chi ~~
F iN
maKe
iT aLL
HoLy
F iN
SacRed..;)
“At times the wolves howl and the moon is silent.”
~~ George Carlin ~~
And the Moon
SinGs
when
blue
corn DancEs..;)
“In nature there are neither rewards nor punishments
– there are consequences.”
DePends
oN
whaT
iS
iS.. sAys..;)
“Isn’t this my STOP?!”
~~ Zippy the Pinhead ~~
Don’t
geT
oFF thE
wAve.. riDe
it ‘tiLL iT Flies..:)
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WeLL.. one thing i must FeeL/SeNse/
SinG/DancE.. iS the dVerse volunteer
creative squad comes up with
great prompts for muse
and while i don’t
exactly fit
in with the
expanded
guidelines
and rules to liNk..
hehe.. like not allowing
many photos to go along
with words.. i continue to free
lance on the trail juSt for FuN..
to gRoW my LonGeST lOnG form
poem ever in free verse style totAlly iN
FloW iN ZoNe as HUman SingulAriTies go..
and today’s prompt is about covering other poet’s
works like covering songs.. i for one tend to pick up a
general nuanced flavor from all the places i go that inspire
me.. it’s how
yA groW in
CreaTivity
as Free Association
means traveling to
as many avenues
for inSpiRaTioN
as one has the time
now.. energy.. and effort
to do and go.. and for me hehe..
tHere are trUly few limits or expectations
as i continued to expand way back when they
were attempting to cut down my ever groWing taller
and wider Sycamore aS the SpiRit of the HeARt of mY
miNd and BoDy conTinUinG BaLanCinG soUL.. i gRoW
and foR Now i’LL continue to cover new space wheRe few
human BeinGS have dared to go.. in time now.. effort..and energy
as John 14:12 in metaphor continues to go too.. for all those who
sAid/say ain’t
no stopping
me now.. ain’t
no mountain too
hiGh.. we are gonna
JuSt keep MoVinG HiGheR
coNnecTinG and creATinG
no matter what the FucK ya say or do..
Bottom
lines..
WiLL
And CAN
juST Do iT FReED..;)
First oF aLL..
Bryan..thanks
for a most
interesting
prompt..
as i tEnd
to coveR iT all..
as i go on different
sIDewalks of life.. often
spirAling out of control as
control is what ya do when ya
work for the Government for over
25 years.. anyWay.. or releGated to
sidewalks from barefoot child meadows..
concrete
IS A place
i no longer
play as leaves
of grass coMe
toGeTheR As Green..
over red and blue..
piLLs oF ‘ForE.. par..;)
Shovels.. gOld.. sAnd..
tEars gRown Cold.. Ocean
empties deep
iNside
of
shy..
Stripes bLoom..
Wings flutter
Tiger’s yAwn
A new gRowl
Dawn noW as
Butter Fly
Tiger
floatS
oN..;)
TrULy.. it’s
sAd to be
separate
from wHole
not realiZinG
fuller hUman poTenTial
to create a world within
that eXpanDs from iNside..
outsiDe.. so aBove.. beLow
all aRound creators wE..
when not
lost
iN
stuff oF
otHeRs mOre..:)
sMILes.. going in a way
different trail on this..
can’t help but to be
reminded of the particularly
fair maidens i dance with..
one.. so unique.. then..
so beautiful
she was/is..
almost
swept away
from waves and
waves of potential
suitors while she held
on to my graying mane for safety..
safe
bet
i am..
for just
a dance..
as occasionAlly
older guys rule…;)
Fear.. stOne oF heARt
kNows.. feels senses
no liFt oF
lonG..
roads go
on.. concrete
and mountainous
terRains.. fear lifts..
no mountain
too
high
for fLiGht
oF senSinG FeeLing
no.. kNow aT aLL..:)
Love a bait
a worm to fly
fish iN wArm of
day.. niGht coMes
a fish
loves
back..
lone
fin
to give and swim..:)
Interesting poem
and cover and
iT can be MoVinG..
as folks with high libido
in all ways that now comes
as science shows.. tend
to be more
liberal
and
open
minded
than those
who have not
greater explored
the body over mind
aT lEast iN BaLAnCinG both..
as hEArt/SpiRit oF soUL.. no doubt..
too.. iN paRt wHy many
folks move more
toward conservative.
iF tHey leT tHeir floWer die..
and that my friEnd iN somE ways
predicts the last
American Election
rows of pews..
rose
of
wilt..
juSt a generaLiTy
yes.. but dam.. i kNow/
FeeL lots of folks my age
who’ve lost tHeir floWer..
and
changed
from wild and
free to priSoned Now
And chained sitting dOwn..
i go
rover
eXpanSe
oF yard with
no collar.. noW..;)
For me at lEast.. noW..
i cannot doubt the ForcE
oF changing All of liFe as
DArk and liGht.. ‘tween
aLL of thaT iS.. ‘tiLL
all colors
coMe
BeYond
RainBows
when aLL of liFe
is Gratitude and All
beCoMes hOly SacRed
as existence is what iT is greater
when
actuAlly
fELt noW iN
EmoTioNs
SenSes aLL
KNoWinG
liGht Now
TrUth
iN
SacRed hOly FLiGht..:)
Essence of
bird.. iNk
splot
liVes
liGht
gull
dArk
raven
it’s all in how
they sing and
dance ’round dimlit
sun or full moon niGht oF LoVe..:)
iN ways..
nOthing
sAdder now
than a fully
domesticated
cat.. never fully
kNoWinG hunt..
scent.. and taste
captuRed fELt as
flesh and blood
moreOver..
A BaLanCinG
tight rope
tree climber
rarely
falling
down
and
reaching counters
for a bite to eat.. longer
than 10 years old and diabetic..
humans
traded
words
for life
as fuller
and so did/do
tHeir domesticated
cats to culture
one insame..
i sing now
dance with
fur A saMe
BaLAnCinG
WiLd and Free
as a yellow boy wild cat
IS A
savior2
call of God
FReED for me..:)
No doubt..
myths lore
vampires..
werewolves..
zombies eT aL..
oTHeR creatures
with zero levels
of empathy and compassion
reflecting a larger element/
meme/theme of culture
now..
lost
iN teXt
noW from
flesh and blood
lost iN space Now
eThEr without Tog..
no longer LiVinG fuller..
iN A place with no moon..
sky.. or even sUn to liGht..
4.7 inch screams of screen
turn away from Love..
and with
all that
sAid..
i’M
stripping
off this screen..
screaming now..
i’M goNNa Public Dance..;)
And that ends
what’s offered
with eleven
at 5:50 pm
oN 11292016..;)
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Forgoing.. the usual Joy
Of store-lit public
Praise Dance.. i
Embraced the
DArk and
Moonless
Warm Damp
Winds ‘fore
Storm coming
With SlowDance
Walk FeeLinG
Midnight spiRit
As my finger tips
RaiSinG.. fELt electricity oF
Starlit Breeze transVerSinG
All of me.. listening to the
Gnostic wisdom of Carl Jung..
FeeLinG Heaven WHoLe NoW
In
The
DArk
As God oF Free
Nature NiGht..
Refreshing the
DArk Can Be..
When seen
As LiGht
Over
Voodoo
NiGhtmares
For those who
Create a God oF Fear
And Hate over Hope
And Love iN DArk
As
We
Sleep or
Wake iN
Beds
We Make..
Black and Red..
Royal Purple New Moon Rose..:)
“And the Word Became Flesh”..
And sadly a Roman Emperor and
his Handymen Catholic Priests
in 325
AD
made
that poetic
metaphor into
a King of Universe
Soldier Sun God instead
of humble teacher imparting
words to raise folks up to heaven
now.. iN attempt to make words organic
in relating actual experience of liFE to spArk
them into Heaven now.. how to put Heaven into
words.. how to do it with Hell.. Purgatory ‘tween and
the rest of the experiential reaLiTy of the Human Inner
UniVerse that we share sAMe and diffeRent in what can be
termed as Christ Consciousness.. Collective Unconciousness..
Cosmic Consciousness.. the Holy Spirit as we feel this reaLITy greater
and express it in all ways of heArt.. SpiRit and MiNd and BoDy BaLancing
SoUl from Art iN SonG of PoEtry to Free Verse DanCinG Praise from head to toe..
it’s easy for
the person
who lives in
Heaven now..
to take folks down
tHere up hEre is the
real job of JOB per say
and SonG and DancE noW..:)
Ha.. if yA thiNk/FeeL tHe World
of Trump noW is the World of liGht
and Love.. if yA praise him as yoUr
Savior.. yA are not much different than Constantine
and his Catholic Cohorts from 325 AD.. expanding
the Roman Empire and making it great again.. treading
down on those who are different in beliefs iN A God of Nature
thaT kNows/SeNses and FeeLs no different than the reaLity of Heaven now..
oR purGatory or Hell in Dollar bills and Caesar coins alike that belongs to THEM
AND NOT ME/US/WE.. heHe.. anyWay.. it iF it wasn’t so sad.. this whole new American
ReaLiTy would be ludicrous in how many many times hiStory sHows fear and hate and STuFF
including the modern dollar bill becomes God over our Natural reaLITies of Force iN Power sAMe
WiThiN EmoTioNs.. SenSEs and sUre.. SeNSualiTies ConSenUally relEased Free over Pussy Grabbers
as such..
and those
who would take
away freedom Now
oF Speech iF iT noW uP
ruffles dOwn tHeir politicAlly
correct feathers with integrity
thaT changes as much as the
dirtiest nowUnderwear oF ALL..
aNyWay.. whaT is BlAck is LiGht..
what iS WhiTe iS dARk iN all ThE
TrUTh and liGht eXposed in dArK noW
Now.. wHEre wE folks who liVe iN HeaVen
watch
watch
and
watch more..;)
Hmm.. with all ‘thAt’ sAid foR noW..
one MacroVerse memory shared
on FB from two years ago and
one shared from a year ago..
stARting wiTh.. “A Day in the
Life of a Child of God”.. highlighting
my continued disgust.. two years ago for those who
take a humble man’s witness for the hiGher poTential
of human being and turn him into an evil judging God as
Soldier Sun God of the Universe who would condemn the ignorant
and less fortuned in ways of Love and SpiRit to hell forever in a torture
that never ends.. as we more sensible folks in the U.S. are hoping to
stop Trump from BrinGinG Water Board Torture back too.. to keep
in line
with basic
mercy of the
hUman FucKinG
race with empathy and
Compassion more than
A Stone cOld God hung on temple walls..
anyWay according to the Gospel of Thomas
eliminated from inclusion in the big new black book..
as it would be hard to expand a Roman Trump Empire
wiTh A kNoWinG without any Words aT aLL of the FeeLinG
SenSinG SeNsuaL reaLiTy of God liVinG within Free as wE..
and it still is and that is the veils of ignorance that could
be lifted to make a real original Greek Definition
of lifting those veils of ignorance as Apocalypse
way a reaLiTy oF course
for only those
who wish
to be
unplugged
from Trump Empire LiFe..
and be raptured into liGht liKe wE liKe uS liKe oUrs..:)
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 now from a year ago.. a MacroVerse
titled ‘Awakening Force iN uS’ as the
Synchronicity of my liturgical
years and seaSons
saMe come
toGeTher
with similar
spiritual.. heARt
and SouL intent
in purpose and
meaning
noW as
essence of Words come forth..
With a clip here for posterity more..
Smiles.. my friend SOHEIR..
in Allah’s reality
Flowers of life
as colors
create
endless
diversity of
Life as we know it
and feel it on this
Earth.. and theRe
iN Infinity
and
beyond
as WeLL..
WHere GreaTesT
Hues of Violet are
tempered by the
whites and blacks in
‘tween and outside too..
And it is the challenges..
work.. and practice of the LigHt
that will bring us out of the dArk..
with patience as truly the greaTesT
Arks of Challenge can and do come
in the DARK of LiGht..
Some people believe
they can just recite
some words
or an entire
bible perhaps..
and never act on it
and grow in liGht.. Allah the
God of challenge is not the
director of easy my friend..
There is more to God
than believing
a man died
and provided
a sacrifice for Love..
if we will Live long enough
we will all be called to sacrifice for
Love.. and although life is a gift of
Grace..
it takes
work.. and
practice to Grow
the Light out of DARK..
as above so below..
those of us who
carry on
are
STARS of ALLAH
in LiGht my friend..
tempered
by Dark..
the Lovely Flowers
that arise from
the darkest
soil
of
Life..
when fertile..
of course.. my friend..:)
I don’t care what anyone
nAMes God as long as they
FeeL the essence of liGht inside..
and express that as Love that’s Fearless Free..:)
i AM works for me BeST.. but it can get confuSing
to use it in a first person poem so i juST say GOD..;)
Back to the seaSons as we celebrate the death of DArk
to the Winter Solstice to the 3 day death of the Sun to the
Rise of the Sun again iN WiNter to Spring Born Summer thrive
and
FaLL
aGaIN
yeah.. the myth
of Jesus on December
25th is surely not the first
or last myth to celebrate this reality
of dArk
and
liGht
that is
both myth and iSREaL..
and worth it to celebrate liGht
in all the ways that comes as long
as one does not disMiss the reaLiTy
iN the
liGht
of otHer
myths.. Now
the Essence iSREaL..
when Real Bottom liNe noW..:)
And now finAlly.. ” Shoes of Black to liGht” and
another clip from this Macro-Verse from a year ago..
that is my dREam for the lost sheep i see at church each week..:)
Well.. ANYway.. my dream is for the congregation one
day to experience the Heaven of now.. and to
share that experience in song
with all others
standing
tall
with how
God will have uS
as free again
as Loving
human
beings
yes..
come again..
as free and wild
before the apple
of Lies.. propagated
by cultures and religions
for subjugation and control
over other human beings with
yes.. LIES OF ILLUSORY FEARS..
WHAT A JOY IT WILL BE FOR FOLKS
TO SIMPLY
BE FREE
AGAIN..
WITH
A SONG
OF LOVE
ON HIGH
WHERE WE
ARE THE ANGELS
OF GOD ALIVE
ONCE
AGAIN
AND
FREE!nowJustiNOW!..:)
Philosophy iS iN determining
how Nature works in terms
of being human in other words
what is divine.. holy.. and sacred
and what is not.. as i say all of Nature/God
is divine.. holy.. and sacred as Beach and human creates
Evil and dARk footprints in sANd to go along with NiGht and Day oF liGht..
the gift
of free
will in relative
ImAgiNation/CreaTiVity
dreAMs or NiGhtmares
is an aMAzinG gift from God
of Nature and the tRuth is.. we
are the ones who mostly create
Heaven or Hell or Purgatory on a most
Beautiful Rock in space with blue and green
and brown with continuing shrinking white snow
capped poles that sure.. could continue to be Heaven
for many thouSands of Years to come here on eARTh NOW..
iF more of uS fiNd a way to get our liGht shiT toGeThEr and work for it NoW..
it’s worth
it for those
who see it and
breathe it and feel
and seNse Heaven more
now.. but for those disenfranchised
with few social animal roles lost in a soup
mixed of heterogenous anarchy pie.. what to
do else but drive a car into a crowd of innocent
folks as Evil becomes a butcher knife reality now..
and nah..
it could be
any shared
evil ideology
that is the last
nail to cross the
coffin of others now..
anyWay.. the essence of the Story
of Jesus IS A barely living story now.. otherwise
we would not have those so-called core fundamentalist
Christians these days voting for the anti-thesis of a Good
Cop Jesus.. and as far as the Tao.. the Satori.. the Yogi
Unity with
God
one
as cosmic
dancer of
dARk and liGht
those stories are
barely breathing now
too in the reaLiTy of
the HuMan existence now..
and that’s the thing.. a story
has no life without the essence
of experience lived.. when folks lose
a handle of words to fire an iSREAL flame
inside the FlaMe the SpArk the Story dies..
and becomes A tree of midnight new moon niGht
spReaDinG desperately for a liFE iN oTheRS to liGht..:)
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It was a saying of Demetrius Phalereus, that
“Men having often abandoned what was visible
for the sake of what was uncertain,
have not got what they expected, and have
lost what they had,–being unfortunate
by an enigmatical sort of calamity.”
— Athenaeus (c. 200 AD) — The Deipnosophists, vi, 23
Deep
Truth
liGht
is deeper
than shallow
harder noW to
fiNd at Ocean Now
wide depth.. no one
sAid iT iS aLL grace but tools
with
little
essence
oF SpRinG..:)
“All time in all time. It does not change. It does not lend itself to warnings or explanations. It simply is. Take it moment by moment, and you will find that we are all bugs in amber.”
— Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Slaughter-House 5
Now
is make
the best of is
or
not
NoW..:)
“The fields were fruitful, and starving men moved on the roads. The granaries were full and the children of the poor grew up rachitic, and the pustules of pellagra swelled on their side. The great companies did not know that the line between hunger and anger is a thin line.”
— John Steinbeck (1902-1968) “The Grapes of Wrath”
Scarcity
breeds
many Fears..
Hate And Vengeance..
Abundance
bRinGS
Victory
Hope
and
Love..
go figure on
empty and
now full
tummies
with or without
essence bEyond
food and drink..:)
“The smallest minority on earth is the individual.
Those who deny individual rights cannot claim to be defenders of minorities.”
— Ayn Rand
The needs
of the many
outweigh the
needs of the few.
-Spock
-Alan Turing
-eT aL
In other words..
FucK the one to five..
even.. ten to twenty
percent in terms of dollar
bills and
taxes
and
such
as that
to feed the
FucKinG poor..
and give ’em free
Health Insurance..:)
to avoid a poTenTiaL FireY
‘line between hunger and anger is a thin line.”
“Respect cannot be learned, purchased, or acquired….
it can only be earned.”
— Smart Bee
Please “Ayn”..
let’s not forget
give
and
share..
And thanks for being here..;)
“I don’t pick on politicians. They ain’t done nothin’.”
— Red Skelton
I refuse
to ever
be one..
so i can’t really
complain more than vote.. per say2…;)
“In the United States…politics is purged of all menace, all sinister quality, all genuine significance, and stuffed with such gorgeous humors, such inordinate farce that one comes to the end of a campaign with one’s ribs loose, and ready for “King Lear,” or a hanging, or a course of medical journals.”
— H. L. Mencken
Be careful
what one
wishes for too..
as self-fulfilling prophecies
happen in most ironic ways..;)
La Belle Dame Sans Merci
Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight,
Alone and palely loitering?
The sedge is withered from the lake,
And no birds sing.
Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight,
So haggard and so woe-begone
The squirrel’s granary is full,
And the harvest’s done.
I see a lily on thy brow
With anguish moist and fever dew,
And on thy cheek a fading rose
Fast withereth too.
I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful, a faery’s child:
Her hair was long, her foot was ligh,
And her eyes were wild.
I set her on my pacing steed,
And nothing else saw all day long;
For sideways would she lean, and sing
A faery’s song.
I made a garland for her head,
And bracelets too, and fragrant zone;
She looked at me as she did love,
And made sweet moan.
She found me roots of relish sweet,
And honey wild, and manna dew,
And sure in language strange she said,
“I love thee true!”
She took me to her elfin grot,
And there she gazed and sighed deep,
And there I shut her wild, sad eyes—
So kissed to sleep.
And there we slumbered on the moss,
And there I dreamed, ah! woe betide,
The latest dream I ever dreamed
On the cold hill side.
I saw pale kings, and princes too,
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
Who cried—“La belle Dame sans merci
Hath thee in thrall!”
I saw their starved lips in the gloam,
With horrid warning gaped wide,
And I awoke and found me here,
On the cold hill side.
And that is why I sojourn here,
Alone and palely loitering,
Though the sedge is withered from the lake,
And no birds sing.
~~ John Keats ~~
SMiLes.. my FriEnd.. now
all i KNoW FeeL and
SeNse from a
very young
age until
noW
iS
Strive
for SpRing
as long as SpRing
liVes Pan of the Forest
for now i live forevernow..
And the coolest thing of all is
i can FucKinG prove it at 56 for NoW..
even in testimonials from Walmart Customer
Service Representatives who attest i bRinG
SpRinG
to Walmart
four seaSons
a year.. that my
friEnd iS A FucKinG
Miracle on itS own right
for DancE and SonG liGht..;)
“He changed the Season”
A real miracle IS A me.. heHe..;)
‘Tis the seAson
to be
Jolly
alWaYs
FucKinG NoW..
iF one
dares
to
make
and live
HeaVen noW..
JuSt FucKinG Do iT
iS whaT i FucKinG juST DO..:)
Yes.. iT reAlly helps to
Be financially independent
of Caesar’s coins to accomplish
this miracle
noW..
bottom
lines Now..
‘Oops.. i juSt
Did iT aGAin’..;)
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Storm front moving
in with relatively small
line of squalls
but never
the less
and more
poEtry now
as Sand
and Clouds
Dance iS oN hoLd
for now.. as i return
to Tuesday Prompt
for 6 additional links
there in regard to covering
another person’s poeTry like a Song
and after that back to Monday and yes..
A Haibun Free for all with 11 more links tHeRe..;)
SMiLes.. mY FriEnd
tHeRe was actually
a now wHere a bird
SonG i could not stand..
a cricket in
Bedroom
a Freight
train over
ears
and
a Street
Lamp at
3 AM brighter
below than staring
a sun in the eYes of mine..
so far back
then
in
HeLL wHere
any contact
of Nature hurt
as death as liFe..
hmm..
polar
opposite now
All SpRinG aLL noW..
iN BiRd SoNG oF liGht..:)
Sky open.. Sky closed..
Tree shade
bRings
afternoon
cool and
majestic highs
shining spotLiGhts
leaves then wide..
Hurricane came..
Tree felled..
Sky
opens more..
SpiRit Flies hiGher..:)
Spring Depression
surely can be hardest
iN April when flowers
bLoom brighter with
wings silver
showers reign..
somehow i leArned
iT aLL SpRing iN FaLL
oF liFe SpRings more
iN Summer
Fall and
WinTer
SonG
oF DancE
FReED@lAST..:)
SomewheRe
far far
away
in a distant
land there IS
A portrait oF aLL
poEtry ever
written
tHere
the
hoMe
iS iNside
Waiting to WritE ouT..:)
November
grey
beach
breeze
of North
sweeping
still wind
dry fly days away..
Bite of Wintersweeter
than
bite
of fly..:)
NiGht dreAms
oF FlY
pleaSure
fruiTioNs
drive..now
never nigher
than sliver
moon
liGhter
eYes oF Old..:)
As the first thunder
rolls in with auburn
burn cold front
edge
back
to the
Monday
Haibun free
for all now..
hoping the
power
don’t
go out as
ain’t no battery
back up on iMac big screen..;)
SMiLes my FriEnd
as i sit here with
a momentary wait
of Cold Front storm
to give
respite
for a
two month
drought in Florida
Summers now that
rarely
seem
to end..
i suppose with
sympathy i should
feel the pain more of
the rest of Nature here
than
politics
dear
in red
state dunk..;)
Blanket of
warmth
end
of
new
Humid
November
niGht of wet
air
day
of
storm now..
who kNows..
perhaps cool
air too.. soon
as Indian Summer
finAlly rainS iN FL..
noW iN Panhandle Way..;)
EMoTioNs
and SeNses
intertwine
with
weather
and season
being
flourishing
more in change
of association..
Climate changes
us to same
or reneWed
as
change
comes for
new associations
or not as HeArt beats different..
as seasons
stagnate
by
made of
human hands..:)
All Nautilus
we are
some
groWing
broader..
some growing
thinner as struggle
and challenge and
adaptation for change..
so many
intelligences..
opportunities
to grow ever
more Nautilus
in stately
mansions
of sOUls
than ever bEFore..
synergy of giving sharing
make being human more than ever beFore..:)
Standards.. rules..
guidelines..
laws..
judges
courts
and more
sidewalks
to tightly
walk
on
without
harming grass..
hehe.. can’t control
that but i can make
up my own
kind
of
Fredbun
as i go
with
fred
ku
all
enclosed
with never
a worry of falling down..
as i am no longer a part
of any
poetry
law..;)
Rovers
vs
Sitters
and
‘tween
hard to
meet
on cliffs
and safety
seats where caution
mixes with wild and free..
both play a role
extra and
intro
in
extreme
polar too..
never the less..
it is the extra Super
Rover that ends having
so much fun.. danger or not..
while those
who sit
wait
for
dead or alive..
it’s all relative..
when Love And Free..:)
Joy of MoVinG..
Joy of
Dance..
Joy
of SonG
and Poetry DancE..
i must say and feel and
sense with every move.. finger
and toe.. comes another poTenTial
EmoTion and SeNSe never ever FeLT bEfore..
it’s why
i don’t
hOld
back
ever to
GroW iN FloW
iN ZoNe of something
anything more than yesternows
SonG
and
DancE..
SpRinG
iN Feat
Hands oF dAnce..:)
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Nothing much more
poignant than
the imprint
Nature
makes
with
loss of loved
ones.. animal..
plant and human
Dear of liFe.. Now..
i can still remember
the grey sky evening
in ’65..
when
my
Great Grandfather
died too early really
to understand
it deeper
than
a cloudy
sky
as
sky stayed
as does his
memory somewHeRe..
white hair.. at age 94..
deep down in an old tin
house by the railroad
tracks
on
a
River
front in
lawn chair.. reviewing
a life as Young Captain of his
College Debate Team.. meeting
Geronimo on the camp trail and
a self learned and passed bar lawyer..
He.. named Ed.. with an old horse named Dancer
from his
Cherokee
heritage too..
that is me too
as i dance
back
his
life as my eYes
iN SonG of Word..
and yes.. my friEnd
while ‘you’ don’t allow
me to actuAlly comment on
your blog site as my poetry did
not fit your form of ideal.. the inspiration
from your words is STiLL free wide open
and you give
me this
as some nows..
the best gifts
come from a place
of
Loss..
his daughter.. Grandmother
mine too.. in her sixties went
on to be an oil painter wonder..
almost blind in her sixties
then.. i for
one went
to hell
years
later
at
47 and
came out
the other
side at 53..
with a DancE
and SonG that will
never end for now as
i debate
life
iSReaL..
Captain
oF My heARt
SpiRit and SoUL..
BaLAnCinG miNd and BoDy soUL more..
We all lEarn something from our
friEnds and foEs alike.,
from our
ancestors
we come
as the
struggle
they give
for this point
of liFE now.. so..
sure.. not only will
i write this but i’ll
make his photo my Facebook
Profile Pic.. as surely.. hehe.. some
of the piercing of my eYes came from him..
the Indian who lives within in Cherokee way
and the Sioux on My Grandmother’s Husband’s side..
a black
sheep
of the
family
i’ve never
ever seen
a picture of him..
a hopeless wanderer
with an ending of his life on dirt floors..
but never the less a fiddle player
and
artist
too..
who
lives
as my
soUL full too..
he died at 49 and
the Grandfather on
My Father’s side at
55.. Irish X-Catholic Priest..
neither of those
Grandfather’s
i met.. me..
born
on
6660
much
later
than
that..
but
still..
i did have
a Great Grandfather once..
in my life actuAlly aliVe then..
sAdly Great Grandfather’s wife
died young with Breast Cancer.. tragically too..
best thing oF FaLL.. i sTiLL remember theM aLL..
they live
in my
eYes
and
heARt heRE noW too..:)
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And yes.. why not share
an ancestral photo of my
Grandfather.. noted author
and X-Catholic Priest from
last century too.. smallest
boy on
the left
among 5 other
great Aunts
and Uncles
living
in Ireland
at the time of
the photo who
still swim
someWhERe
deep
iN
mY
soUl too..;)
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And yeS.. even
a photo too of
his father.. my
Great Grandfather..
a watch maker from the
Black Forest of Germany..
who immigrated to Ireland..
met my Great Grandmother
there and
married
with
Rainsford
family.. once
owning the
building
that
houses
the Guinness
Beer Operations now..
tragically both dying young.. close to age 50.. my Grandfather
after that lived in an orphanage.. sadly.. in those days too..:)
Sorry… you went through
this.. happy for your rescue
and yes i can relate too…
soft as a young man
meeting
a much
rougher
around
the edges
woman in a bar
way back then..
she lived in a place
with a bar across the street
with hoots and hollers of wild and
drunk.. i literally thought i was gonna
die back then..
and it took
me
two
years
after
that
to escape
what i had gotten
into and almost lost
for the rest of my life..
as i look back now.. there aren’t
many ‘places’ i haven’t been to now…
and i’m glad truly as i have so much
more sympathy
now
for
the hard of life..
i came to understand
finally why she was the
way she was as she was literally
not only sexually abused but tortured
too by an
Uncle
when young..
i only wish she
would have told
me at the beginning so
i would understand.. why..
as i
surely do
now with sympathy STiLL..:)
SMiLes.. i suppose
the distance
in seas
and
continents
and oceans
and deserts
and mountains..
snow and monsoons
and all round globAlly
how we go is now stunted in
space online.. WiNks.. sad..
in two ways.. you
couldn’t
Skype/
Face
time
him
way
back
then..
after all is said
and done.. not everything
now is worse with online..;)
sMiLes.. i’ve often
heard the cries..
the pleas..
the worry
oF Youth
iN how
terrible
it will
be to grow
older and less
strong and beautiful
in skin and shape..
but the pARt
Within of
God now
wHole..
the
Spirit
of HeaRt
expresSinG
more EmotioNs
noW and SeNsory
BaLanCing miNd
and BoDy SoUl need
never groW old when VibranT
MoVinG.. ConNectinG and CreaTinG
as colors change more.. even with grey..
now to
rainbow
glows..
nice to
hear your
wonderful
liFe story.. friEnd..
as this way we see
so many more paths than our own..
to what
surELy
CaN
And
WiLL be
one’s humble Glory..:)
Hmm.. WeLL.. i’m finished..
but what song.. what song
will i use
for this..
sure..
this
song’s
for you..:)
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i have to say..
i’ve come to Love
the dArk almost as
much as liGht as it
makes me
so alive
to feel
all
EmoTioNs
and SeNSEs aLiVE
and for we niGht owls..
the dArk ones.. the outcasts
that not all or even few understand..
we turn to blue of art.. as we find respite
of SpiRiT.. of HeARt.. of SoUL wHere no home
other than ARt can house what lives within bolder
and briGhter
as niGht
moon
shines
full in
new moon
clouds star niGhts now..
but here’s the thing thaT wE
muSt liVe iN both dArk and liGht
iF we are to be hUman And thaT iS
Love with empathy and compassion Now..
smARt.. in fearless way.. Love wHo is not afraid
to speak up.. give.. and share.. and understand
more of both those who hurt and are being
hurt more often as society changes
back to more conservative
ways of fear
and hate
being..
it is the niGht
Owl’s job.. the lonely
and heARt filled allone
WiTh Nature TrUe HaVinG
enough to giVe and Share
with no fear of outcast
pain.. as we already
visit dARk
and
have
buried iT
and live
and even
cherish that pain..
for we survive.. we thrive
even.. alive as outcast now..
and fortunately.. there are more
avenues now than ever beFore for
all outcasts to at least have a voice
in what seems like heaven or hell
or purgatory online too.. should
be no surprise though..
as those
places
exist
iN eYes
oN EARth
and we who have
lived in the dArkest
and liGhtest oF ALL
places.. surely kNow and
FeeL and SeNse A way back home..
sure.. we will give you a ride if you like and if not
that
is
surely
fine too..
as this is
water
and
no guarantee
for A quench of thirst
now as that alWays comes individual
within in real time experience liVed noW..
anyWay.. cloudy dreary dark days have been few
and so far in between that i am soaKing every ounce
of DARk left in grey skies ‘fore blue one’s come back tomorrow
lit
up..
the
night
owl eYes WiLL
Glow away from dARk once more..
as i’ll come to find folks like me
and unlike me too.. at
Good Old
Seville
Quarter
on my
137th WeeK.. niGht
Owl dance tHeRe.. too..
with all the cool college
age folks of course as this
725th MacroVerse of Longest
Long Form Poem.. yes.. as i say
still now exceeding 3.3 Milion words
is going somewHere and i’LL figure
that out after dinner and an extra long
work-out as the 5 miles i did of slow
walk dance in New Moon pre-storm way
around the neighborhood block last night was rather
restricted from my usual Tuesday Public Store all out dance..;)
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Hi.. FriEnd Hank..
from the dVerse trail..
thanks so much for wading
down through all these photos
and words to say hi today and glad
you enjoyed the photos and the story
of my Great Grandfather and other associated
relative tales that also comes in on the sad news
that my Aunt Christina
as mentioned
in another
paRt of
this entire
MacroVerse
is currently on life
support not expected to
live much longer but she
did make it to age 89.. living
very poor most of her life.. however
rich in positive attitude and optimism
for her lot in life not unlike my mother who
is currently reaching the age of 82 on December
10th of this year as i use this space to further honor
the life of both my Aunt and Mother too.. with reminders
of a childhood filled with a family of matriarchy where the
males were
sparse but
female
love
was everywhere
to be seen and surely
that was the best part of life
then that rubbed off on me and
makes me more of an empathic caring
person who can more likely see the good in
folks no matter what with mercy than the cold
hearted lot among us that is both afraid of and
mean to
those they
see as different..
for me the globe
IS A warm and fuzzy
one with snowflakes
mixed around and unique
always wondrous with some
one new to meet and love unconditionally..
anyWay.. thanks again for dropping by.. always
enjoy
every
human
connection i make..;)
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Oh Lord..
i must be
psychic
again
as usual..
synchronicity.. or
whatever Acausal
connecting principle
iS in play now as when
i was arriving here at your
site.. the strangest thOught
popped into my head before
i arrived at your new poem here..
and that was
how are
you
mastering
your passions
these days.. Rafiah..
as i surely cannot imagine
you as a greedy person in less
you would love more attention from
your bestie girl friends from over ‘there’..
in Pakistan Land..
anyway..
i must
say you
are becoming
a very innovative
and creative poet
as Lord knows i see
a phallic symbol there
at the head of your poem
about lustful eyes.. stray
thoughts.. death and my
goodness..
damnation..
that is
surely
a worse
fate than
only death..
and below that
the spirit of redemption
when one sees lust as evil..
Hmm.. funny.. you kNow.. i read
the title of your site for i guess over
a year before i looked at it as potentially
literally meaning mastering passion and greed
in terms of you as a person.. and i suppose that
it is my pre-conceived notion that women find it
easier
to
control
lust.. particularly
Muslim women and
that is just another
preconceived notion
as underneath the clothing..
yes surely.. more than we see over
‘heRe’ there is a beating heart and
flesh that is flesh and beating like
any other
human
alive.. now..
yeah.. i face
up to my lust..
master it too..
and never fall
to the actual act
of it to harm anyone..
in real life now.. and greed..
and jealousy and other human
nature to regulate and control
is always a mastery of life
my friend..
from
wake
to sleep..
i focus on giving
more than taking..
sharing more
than
controlling
and here in my later
years.. i find it works for me..
and what i love most is friends
with smiles my friEnd..
sure.. with words too..
that you often share
and give me.. too..
yet sure..
i am
human.. too..
and this life is
both art and practice
oF LiGht above dARk..
and oh by A way.. been reading
a lot about human archetypes and
Carl Jung lately.. so sure.. that could be
just
a
pyramid
up tHeRE too..
and perhaps
not a
partial
womb below..
but in Jungian
terminology that is
how Jung describes the
anima that is the diving feminine
as female sexuality as spiritual
and nurturing
and male
or animus
in divine masculine
as part
of the
earth
as
more flesh and blood
than in terms of Romance
Novels and imagination.. as opposed
to visual images in more ‘down to earth’
way.. it does seem to be an appropriate over
all symbol for our general human nature here..
as the
spiritual
life is more in
emotions and the
earthy one is more
in raw senses as such..
anyWay.. i could go on.
as this is truly
fascinating
in what
Jung Terms
Synchronicity as
the closer one gets to
the source.. the force of God
iN alignment.. synchronicities
rain in one’s conscious life as God’s Painting..
as a work of art and masterpiece of tapestry
comes into greater view..
and evidence
of God
is most
all one
experiences..
surely in heaven now..
as when one is in personal
contact like this with God all of liFe is MaGiC..
but without belief in more than one reads in books..
it often
is sadly
missed and
non-existent
and that my
friend IS A
lesSon
oF
liFe experience
as without the experience
it’s hard to relate this all to outside in..:)
*divine feminine
ha!..
diving feminine
could be a Freudian
slip of the lip… i guess..;)
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The FB ego booster
EN name test thingie
suggests i am
sweet enough
with heartfelt
and honesty
to go to heaven..
and it’s worth noting
that the FB friend who shared
this hit parade of online
pride
pushing..
in his test..
he was suggested
to be powerful enough
and relentless enough
and naughty enough
to go
to hell..
and i say
in return..
Hmm.. been
tHeRE.. juSt
doinG iT NoW..
at Hand..
whatever
metaphor
ya wanna do
and
go
to noW..
or
NoT..
but the truth
is sure.. i can
be powerful..
relentless..
and
some
what
naughty
too.. but hey..
what can i say
as surely i am honest too..;)
And now off to Holy and Sacred
Thursday R and R activities that
will also be interrupted as my wife
and i visit our psychotherapist who more
often helps the wife in dealing with ALL OF ME.. HeHE..
liGht
and
dARk..
and usuAlly
i end up taling
her all about my
new special interests
kinda hypnotizing her
wHeRe she at
times now
forgets
who
is
on the couch
or chair hehe..
we see her separately
and yes.. it’s a lot like that
new Lucifer show too.. and what else..
yes.. tonight.. the 137th dance week with
all the cool college age folks from Seville
Quarter with fun dance photos arriving
somewhere around the super
dARk and liGht
hour
of
3 am
as December
is here with
the whole
month
in festival
of Christmas
as the liGht of
Sun comes to
the lowest dim..
hangs around at
that level for about three
days and stARts the cycle of liGht
riSinG
once
aGaIn
as now
goeS on
as dARk and liGht..:)
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Oh.. yes.. and back to Facebook
Rafiah as she also posts there
a comment in regard to how
things tend to stay the same
and i say.. i will use any
excuse to talk to Rafiah..
she provides a share of the
fact that she is watching the
latest Superman Movie with
Her sister Noor with Happy
times now so i go into
special
interest
deTale with
many more words too..;)
WeLL.. this IS A movie i can
surely say i saw before and
relate to well.. per see.. as
you did this go
around as
i saw this
one when it first
came out as i’ve been
watching the Superman
archetype of super hero movie
ever since.. the 60’s as a Clark
Kent nerd-like boy then and well
after that too.. haha.. originally the
Superman comic series was based on
the Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde literature per
transformation from domesticated to wild..
and the most recent two installments
of Superman big screen
productions by
words of
the creator
of those two
movies.. iT is actuAlly
to provide a metaphor
for a Modern liFe of Jesus
on Earth today.. and as you likely
have completed the movie by now..
two of my favorite parts were the importance
of lending mercy for those who are doing dark
things and are likely making mistakes and potentially
misunderstood in causal factors leading to dARk and
the end of the movie.. where the lesSon is.. everyone must
aRise to be Savior of the world as no one man or superwoman
can do the
job
alone..
resurrected
from the dead or
not.. everyone muSt
beCoMe bRingers of the liGht..
over the dArk Force of liFe now..
sure.. like Star Wars and all the other
metaphors in art that spur us on to be
heroes
rather
than
villains of life..
iN aLL oF dARk and liGht..:)
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Wasn’t sure if i’d save ‘this one’
until later in the day after
i publish what i’m
worKing
on but
considering
tHeir IS A quote
here by Jung who
by the way died
on my 1st birthday..
i’ll give it a whirl of
Synchronicity 2.. hehE..;)
“Is there life before death?”
~~ Belfast Graffito ~~
DePendS
on
WiLL
Can
DO..:)
“Down in their hearts,
wise men know this truth:
the only way to help yourself
is to help others.”
~~ Elbert Hubbard ~~
Social animals DO
this
when they are aS Such..;)
“Pale, afraid, the joker sits to compose
a final ode to reason.
Such grandiose dreams, a dying rose,
dragged along from season to season.”
~~ gigoid ~~
DreAms beFore
ReaSon
bEfore DreaMs..:)
“Honour and shame from no condition rise;
Act well your part, there all the honour lies.”
~~ Alexander Pope — Essay on Man, Epistle iv, Line 193 ~~
Interestingly.. now
in ‘our’ cultures of
the last 2000 or
so ‘Christian’
years..
honour
and
shame
is centered
around female
sexuality.. and this
is what makes Miley
Cyrus so important for change..;)
i DO my small pArt too..;)
“A man can do something for peace without having to jump into politics.
Each man has inside him a basic decency and goodness.
If he listens to it and acts on it,
he is giving a great deal of what it is the world needs most.”
~~ Pablo Casals ~~
Too PaRT small my DO i..:)
“What you own is your own kingdom
What you do is your own glory
What you love is your own power
What you live is your own story…
You don’t get something for nothing
You can’t have freedom for free
You won’t get wise with the sleep still in your eyes
No matter what your dream might be.”
~~ N. Peart ~~
JuSt
do
it..
as the
Goddess of Victory
miGht say too..
DancE
and
SinG
iN
Nike shoes..:)
“This time, like all times, is a very good one,
if we but know what to do with it.”
~~ Ralph Waldo Emerson ~~
Dont overthink
iT
JuST
do iT KnoW..;)
“As far as we can discern,
the sole purpose of human existence
is to kindle a light of meaning in the darkness of mere being.”
~~ C. G. Jung ~~
Make
it
heaven
or DO not..:)
“The thought manifests as the word;
The word manifests as the deed;
The deed develops into habit;
And habit hardens into character.
So watch the thought and its ways with care,
And let it spring from love
Born out of concern for all beings.”
~~ The Buddha ~~
And oh my GoD..
don’t forget
to juSt F iN DO IT!..;)
“Are you sure you won’t change your mind?
Is there something wrong with the one I have?”
— Gillian and Spock, “The Voyage Home,” star date 8390.~~
Once
aGain..
don’t overthink iT..:)
Thanks gigoid..
this fits great!..
juST GReAT!..
with
rest
of the doing activities
iN Holy and Sacred Thursday
R
and
R DoinGs..;)
WITh Synchronicity2
LiterAlly
And
FiguRativELy
aS Such2..
juSt
DoeS iT..;)
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When
A evening
sky now is
Ocean..
even at
Publix..
hehe..
hmm… or noW anoThEr Now spArk..
“New Moon Reigns”.. coMes iNto orbit..
wInkS aT LeASt foR A 725th MacroVerse
thiS is now.. wiTh yes.. thE 137th dance
week niGht coming soon at Old Seville..
after a long day.. including many
activities.. with more pre-store
dance for prelude
of RAve Dance
toNight
as
Thursday gears
down and up.. eTc.. AL..;)
And FinAlly.. what
most every Kat needs
for Christmas.. a wide
variety
of
Yarn
to play
wiTh iN
continUinG..
yA Gotta be KitteN
mE.. StylE oF Course..
WriTE oN course for mOre..;)
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BeforE and After NovEL pARTy
Introductory post to Free Novels
GodsUniVerseNovel
41K words
Free Verse Poetry Novel
GodsUniVerseNovel2
51K words
Free Verse Poetry Novel
GodsUniVerseNovel3
338,630 words
Epic Free Verse Poetry Novel
Approximately 3000+ printed pages…
With Hundreds of Beautiful Beach Photos..:)
KATiE MiA FredericK!iI
3.3 Million plus words
Super Epic Free Verse Poetry Novel
AKA
SonG oF mY SoUL..:)
Approximately 30,000+ printed pages…
just ’cause
i caN
buiLd iT..
FoR Free..:)
And yeS.. FinAlly..
CrediTs FiELd oF DreAMs..
A Thanks YoU oF sORts..
NoW..:)
Love iS
ALLTHaTis..:)
GRains oF SaNd
hOld mounTain
LoVe NoW..:)
GodsUniVerse 42 HiTchHiKinG
Hmm.. more and less..
A Meaning oF liFe..
After Book of Fred
And Purpose
of course too..
@lEast
for mE..:)
6000 Miles of DANCE WALKING! NOW!
Documenting this Public Feat oF Feet in 3 years..:)
After Dance oF Fred
NeverEverLand DoN’T
Stop DanCinG noW..:)
Book oF Ten Sixteen..
9 Macro Verses from
October 2016.. totaling
141,244 words.. all liNked
from that Month like A Great PumPkin..;)
New Testament oF ELeVen iN HeaVen ‘SiXteen
Total of 12 MacroVerses with
final chapter of this New Personal
Testament named as such.. 181,221 words..
as streAMs.. RiVers… OceaN wHOle wAves SinG oN.. FReED..:)
12 MiLioN ThanksGiVinG Words 2016
Documenting 12 Million words written
Since ThanksGiVinG oF 2010 or
A Seventh Book wHOle noW
oR wiTh 16 Macro-Verses
sTarTinG October
2016.. enDinG..
oN ThanksGiving
2016.. iT iS wHAt
iT is..
NoW..
surELy
Longgg..;)
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