KATiE MiA/Aghogday: Prelude to a RISing UmbrELla of Dance

Friday, April 03, 2015

Prelude to a RISing UmbrELla of Dance

Posted on April 3, 2015by katiemiafrederick

RISing

UmbrELla

of Dance..

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The aisles of Super Walmart ring happy with little children going ’round and
’round.. like kittens chasing ‘tales’ of life JUST for fun..:)

Sunday morning in Catholic church

the nomads of children fidget endlessly and giggle at the funny robes of priestly way…

Youth go to A doctor of curiosity and play with each other in this way.. which is never shame.. and JUST human nature.. set free.. as Allah is Nature of

ALLONEBlanketoflife.. both inanimate and animate..

JUST swirling about in motion..

VIBRATING IN MUSICK OF ENERGY..

whether live or not…

Emotions and senses set most mammals

apart from rocks.. Rocks never judge..

humans do.. some humans do

NOT and JUST live life FREE!..

FOR AND WITH ALL OTHERS..

IN JOY OF UNCONDITIONALLY LOVING

ALIVE NOW.. in TRUTH AND LIGHT ‘JUST’ NOW…

NOW..AS IS.. IS.. IS..

like prophets of old and new IN ROBES..

DISROBES.. and OR ROCK AND ROLL HALL

OF TRUTH AND LIGHT FAME..!

GOD IS! AN EQUAL OPPORTUNITY EMPLOYER..

AND ANYONE WHO GOES INTO THE I

MAGINATIVE CREATIVE STATE OF MIND

AND EXPRESSES THAT IS CO-CREATINgLY..

VOLUNTEERINglY.. FREEWILLINgLY.. FREElyASON AND OR ADAUGHTER

WitH ALLAH’S TRUTH AND LIGHT OF CREATING IN ‘JUST’ DOING IT AS IS…

AND NOT THE ‘DOG’ OF ‘GOD’ OF REASON ALONE. That’s just a metaphor by a way.. Some dogs are more human and like God than humans are.. IN FLESH AND BLOOD EMOTIONAL AND SENSORY TRUTH AND LIGHT ‘JUST’ as IS…

Somewhere along the line and continuing since an

‘APPLE

FALLING’..

human nature repression.. oppression..

and subjugation through illusory fears

AGAINST Allah given human Nature..

humans forget what humans even are..

IN TRUTH AND LIGHT as gifted by Allah FREE.. MAN orand WOmAN i FESTive ALLAHISFREEDOMAndoRALLAHERFREEDOMJUSTISasIS…

And by A way.. that’s JUST metaphor too.. Snakes.. Wolves.. Goats.. Bulls.. Apples.. are all beautiful manifestations of Allah.. and even the creative human archetypal anima/animus symbol of Egyptian ‘MIN’.. Baphomet.. Horned Pan.. and or Peter Pan..

ARE JUST TRUTHINLIGHT that we are

ALLONE beautiful animal MAMMAL ‘race’

interconnecting

with each other in Allah’s all natural

FEMININE unconditional love AND

masculine SURVIVAL CHALLENGE

in A spiraling circle of life.. love..

strife.. tears.. blood and sweat

for those animal mammals

who sweat..

TEARS OR NOT…

And in ‘my’ ‘cast E’
‘FREDDyOM’..

‘CAUSE TRUE

CHILDREN ‘DANCING’

IN AND BEING LIGHT

and TRUTH OF ALLAH’s

FREE UNCONDITIONAL LOVE NEVER

EVER GIVE UP BEING IMAGINATIVEly

CREATIVEly EMOTIONALly SENSITIVEly

CHILDREN IN TRUTH AND LIGHT

OF THE GREATEST CREATOR OF ALLTHATISALLaHNATURE..:)

‘Rain’ is tear drops of Joy JUST from Allah that brings TRUTH AND LIGHT in fullest human existence in over 90% of human AND OTHER MAMMAL ANIMAL flesh and blood content.. as is…

SOME Humans are truly strange.. as once WHAT IS thinking

AND MOST IMPORTANTLY FEELING SENSING

a true JUST blessing from Allah

in the form of giving loving ‘rains’..

reigns sad now.. by so many in

UMBR-
eLLA
WAYS
OF

COVERING
one

FROM

ALLAH’S
LOVE IN

LIGHT

AND TRUTH..
AND TRULY ALL
THE CLOTHES OF CULTURE
AND MUCH OF HUMAN ABSTRACT
LANGUAGE
ARE
UMBRELLA TOO…

YES..! ..ENJOY! ALLAH’S TEARS! OF JOY..! YES..!

AS ALL OF ALLAH
DARK AND
LIGHT IS
GIFT
AS IS…..
ALLAh’sUMBRelLLaoFHAPPINESSorSADNESSASISoASISaSIS..;)(:..

I will love for you to her Rihanna’s ‘Umbrella’ song.. to accompany this..
not sure if you have access to that song or not.. by any tool of culture where you live..:)

Hopefully.. the words can sing that sentiment as well..OF
TRUTH IN LIGHT OF HUMAN METAPHOR
OF MUSICK AND LYRICS OF SONG
OF ALLAH IN HUMAN
heArt as HEART.. SOUL..
AND FREELY
EXPRESSED
SPIRIT!..:)

*her here hear Rihanna’s song.. i suppose it’s all the same.. when all is said and SUNg..:)

Instrument of Allah we can AND WILL TO be..

Allah LA LA LOVE me like YOUDO..:)!

!’EL’ ‘ELLIE’ IS SINGING TO ALLAH..

AND OR GOD OR AND ‘ELO HiM’ ‘EL’…

After all AllahIS much more than

’50 shades of Grey’..

AND ’50 SHADES

OF GREY’

TOO……

and

Yes..!

even the fictional character ‘CHRISTIAN Grey’

in the imagination and creativity of human too…

ALLONEISWHATthaTHaTIS……!

Featnote:

Thursday..Tonight is my

53rd

RAVE dance week of

celebrating freest style

connection of spirit

dance

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I believe in ART OF creativity for the sake of creativity OF ART..

and the ‘things’ ‘we’ do in life.. from watering a plant.. to writing the declaration of INDEPENDENCE.. CAN inspire folks and change the world forever in relative human forevers now..:)

And as almost a complete shut-in for 5 years.. come March of 2013.. at the time I start my blogging experience to regain.. my heart.. soul.. and to once again.. more fully express my spirit of creativity.. as i did at age 13.. before a fundamentalist patriarchal Red State culture snuffs that out of me.. completely by age 47..

AND i can no longer even go

into a ‘Whataburger’ for a 15 minute stay..

IN the dark lights of my bedroom.. a friend of mind.. yes my mind then.. and not much else then but a life stuck in a head of computer-lit screen.. shares a video with me..by a band named Mumford and Sons.. somewhere around the timeframe of June.. 2013.. before truly i rise like a Phoenix from the ashes of what was now.. around July 22nd.. to what i more full am now.. as free human being..

JUST FREE!

AS until then I cannot bear the colors of either video or sound of musicK to partake of any of what pop-culture in art has to offer for 5 long years.. more or less.. with the worst pain known to humankind named type two Trigeminal Neuralgia..
killing the effective use of eyes and ears
without almost intolerable pain…

The Song is named ‘Whispers in the Dark’..

and by total synchronicity the song both

sings to my past

and future in now..

of a sure path

that I will take in life..

in just purposeful meaning

to me…

There are four screens..

one of a man going through a transformation of sorts.. with others helping on his way.. one of a wild and free motorcycle rider on his way.. one of a photographer by a bay of ships and military NAVY lore.. and finally one so tired in car of parking lot stay.. with railroad tracks in the middle of a road…close to a concert hall.. as such…

All that comes true for me now.. just less than two years later.. more kind.. courageous.. and free am i ever in real flesh and blood life..

with over 77K photos taken in less than two years too.. 10 million words now.. since 2010.. and 500 blog posts.. since March 10 of 2013.. and thousands of nude ‘new age male renaissance’ ‘straight’ selfie art photos i do.. since January of 2014..

AND over 3300 miles of dance walking in the third month of 2015.. since the end of August 2013.. in a martial arts and ballet dance walking style..i bring everywhere i go in the general public.. in stores..
with my wife who loves to shop more.. than any woman i know..;)

Oh yeah.. and then the strength of leg pressing

930LBS slow with ease with arms

raised to heaven

with nary a worry of weakness for me..for 14 times..:)

And then the end of last Friday finishing off two of three seven thousand word plus epic free-verse poetry ‘songs’.. of just letting it go.. attempting to compress a usually three-hour work-out into one hour.. in moving away from peaceful flow of energy.. to adrenaline i go.. and finally i strain my shoulder.. enough to really feel pain again.. enough to slow my dance down considerably.. for Thursday Night.. my 53rd rave dance week.. with all the wild youth i dance with by that parking lot and road with railroad tracks in center of flow…

God is a beautiful force of ART.. where if ‘we’ listen easy enough in flow of just letting it go.. innately.. instinctually.. intuitively.. in ear and eye of inner heart.. soul.. and spirit of expression of ‘us’.. ‘we’ can hear the voice of GOD in sychronicities of life that are only meaningful to ‘we’.. however COMING NOW.. with THE power of GOD in HUMAN NATURE purposeful flow.. truly human miracles can come alive..for ‘WE’..:)

So when I do anything in ARTISTIC EFFORT..

AS I START OUT IN ‘WHISPERS IN THE DARK’ OF SYCHRONICITIES OF GOD TOUCHING MY HEART.. SOUL..

AND SPIRIT FREE TO EXPRESS AGAIN.. BY FINGERS LITERALLY TAPPING ON KEYBOARD OF WHO I AM NATURALLY.. AS IMAGINATIVE CREATIVE FORCE AGAIN…

I TOO INTUITIVELY KNOW THAT NO MATTER IF I EVER HEAR IT FROM SOMEONE’S MOUTH OR NOT.. I TOO CAN SHARE INSPIRATION OF THE SYNCHRONICITIES OF GOD THAT DO FLOW..

IN AN AMAZING MAGICK IMAGINATION AND CREATIVITY OF ONE COSMIC CONSCIOUSNESS COLLECTIVE OF HUMAN MINDS AND BODIES FLOWING

IN BALANCE OF JUST LETTING IT GO.. IN ORGANIC.. AND EVEN
INTERNET E-LAND GOOGLE-LIKE ALGORITHM WAY IN

AND BEING ONE WITHALLTHATIS..

MOTHER NATURE TRUE..
AKA GOD..ALLAH..THE GREAT SPIRIT..
THE KUNDALINI FEMININE FORCE
OF UNCONDITIONAL LOVE

RISING

US..
QI..CHI..KIA..DHARMA..TAO..DAO..

AND ALL THE OTHER METAPHORS
THAT FLOW INTO THE OCEAN
OF ALL THAT IS
GOD

FOR
NOW…

I AM INSPIRED AND BLESSED TO GO ON AND TRULY LIVE FREE IN IMAGINATION AND CREATIVITY IN A FLOW OF MIND AND BODY BALANCE.. YES.. JUST LETTING IT GO FREE!

BY LITERALLY THE ONE FORCE OF HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS.. MILLIONS.. PERHAPS BILLIONS OF IMAGINATIVE.. CREATIVE..HUMANS HELPING TO FORGE MY PATH OF JOURNEY..

ALL I CAN SAY IS.. THANK ‘YOU’… ALL OF ‘YOU’.. EVERYWHERE.. NOW AND THEN.. FOR THE LIFE ‘YOU’ INSPIRE IN ME.. GIVE ME.. EVERYWHERE I GO..

NOW AS SIMPLY FREE HUMAN BEING LIVING
ONE WITH GOD AS THE REST OF NATURE AND

‘YOU’.

SMILES..:)

‘LIFE IS GOOD’

AND SO

ARE

YOU

WITH ‘WHISPERS

IN THE DARK’ SET FREE

IN ALL ‘FOUR CORNERS’ OF
HUMAN FLOW IN JUST LETTING IT ALL GO

ONE FORCE

OF GOD GIVEN
HUMAN NATURE SET FREE!..:)!

Not unlike the oracle from the movie

the ‘Matrix’ in the ending scene

‘I

BELIEVED’

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Happy Good Friday..

and Holy Saturday

AND

Blood Moon Saturday

and

Happy

Easter too..

this

is all in

CELEBRATION

OF THAT

TOO..

FOR ALL

HUMAN

BEINGS

WHO

SACRED

FICE

LIVING

FOR greatER WAYS…

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A change.. a time.. well lived for now.. a now.. a live.. a time a change IS NOW…
to the same is neither time nor life or now.. and certainly not alive in NOWASIS.:)

Ah.. yes the Mortician is a special man or woman.. who loves life much more than fears death.. otherwise that job cannot be his or hers.. alive or dead..:)

And yes.. the idea of sparkly gem eyes of the dead.

. is a rather uncanny effect for me.. i think..

i’ll stick with cremation..

as ashes are only canny in a can…;)

Reminds me of the sometimes 24 hour stints

that my wife does running a press at a newspaper..

paper.. paper.. paper.. is her world then..:)

And print..:)

To fly in words is a wisdom to partake..

To fly off roofs is one fear i still have..

and the only one i might add..:)

you must be inherently fearless to be able to brave that..:)

Or greater in imagination and creativity.. to set free!..:)

Truly the love of children.. knows no love higher than that..:)
With a heart that is timeless.. in only distance and space..
of now..:)

The spirit of the charioteer bent and strong.. may be a face of prayer..
instead of a word or entrance to sacred..:)

i suppose a well developed world of opportunities away from our modern electronic world.. makes greater dreams developed and carried out.. as to have less is often to create more..:)

Ah.. yeS!.. inspiration is often in the steps of dance not walked before haha! a great delight it is to paint in brush.. where no brush dares.. to go before.. in dance of night a light a like.. inspiring fire of creativity in painted life anew a jewel..Bright eyes of never before now aSkew!..:)

Ah.. yes Jack London’s call is call for me.. in moonlight nights of dogs like me that do sing a song not often heard in cities of discord.. instead of country flow.. just letting go.. a step outside my backdoor.. and infinity does go.. where woods.. and flowers.. and so many creatures.. sing a song of harmony.. of nature’s love and call for free!.and WILD!..BUT connecting.. cooperating.. and sharing too..:) as social wild animals like us do love to do..:)

Ah.. the fish in ocean of imagination and creativity do continue.. to reproduce and multiply.. in songs of new not heard before…
Bait is never same.. fish never taste alike.. it’s all new when.. with ocean creativity overflowing now
in new..:)

Expression of what is inside is often released with art.. a word.. a song.. a painting of life.. that lives within.. and become new.. is change in instinctual way.. where positive energy can take one to inner journeys come true in flesh and blood.. as reality of myth come true..:)

Words of heart.. Words of soul.. expressed in letting it go.. and flowing in God’s river of human emotions and senses as one ocean of love.. are gems in light of ocean sparkling bright with light in stars of human eyes.. a Sun aLLONE are we.. a Son and or daughter of GOD us are.. as is..ALLNOW..children IS we..:)

There is a time of no voice of creativity for me.. the bottom of a cliff that nows only time and not now for deLIGHTS.. AND there is this old photo of ancestors not seen before.. calling out to me to be more than bottom of cliff.. i hear.. i hear.. their voices so clear.. and the voices of all the animal spirits in pain of extinction are screaming at me.. to say something for them.. and finally my answers come from ancestors and animals true… literally 10 millions later..

i answer the call of the wild in and about me..true..:)

Ah.. the mother of child is progenitor in love of man and woman alike.. the seed of love of humankind and cooperation is in the mother’s love.. no greater power is the unconditional love of a mother true.. alive.. embracing arms of warm.. without that addiction.. criminality.. and psychopathic leaning minds can roam..

but truly it all comes back to the love of a mother well nurtured and true in now..:)

Is it no wonder we have Isis.. the Egyptian Goddess.. Mary.. and so many other authorities of unconditional giving mother love to respect.. as the love of the mother’s eyes is truly what makes humanity what it can and will be at most in unconditional LOVE!..is WHAT WE NEED NOW..:)

Ah.. the land of Internet lore..
is room for all the wisdom..
of Haiku poets of love..:)

Ah.. the love of learning never exceeded by the value of teaching.. as wisdom grows in learning.. teaching naturally follows in gardens watered.. with love of learning..:)

There is a time when physical pain takes everything from me.. emotions are the hardest to lose above pain.. and even without feeling it.. the only thing left to keep me going is.. even if i water a plant and help it grow.. i for one.. have still changed the world better for new..in now.. is true..:)

And literally 10 millions words later.. in metaphors.. too.. with feelings in tow.. i am glad then.. watering THAT plant is more important than hanging from tree.. to escape both pain.. and feeling nothing.. but cold hard time time just time in hell of now…

NOW IS FOREVER IN FEELING UNCONDITIONAL LOVE.. for me..

AND THAT IS HIGHER THAN ANY ABSTRACT CONSTRUCT OR

OTHER REWARD OF HUMAN CONSTRUCT OF tale is me..:)

First there is dark.. then there is light.. then there is movement or dance and song or sound to fuel dance of human and poetry too..

So yes.. the flesh and blood moving moves the heart.. soul.. expressing spirit in action.. one without the other.. is just too cold.. of heart and soul.. less more fully expressed as spirit!..

as above so below..:)

Ah.. the life of the world to come.. is often the dream of the child of yesteryears.. ah.. at the end of over 30 years of so-called work career.. going home is a dream finally realized by me over 5 years later.. than then.. as even so-called home is not home until all emotions and senses in heart and soul of human are set free in spirit flow of just letting all THAT OTHER CRAP GO…;)

Enjoy retirement.. i for one never ever feel better.. or more energetic..not even as a frigging 16 year old…;)

And i just hope it doesn’t take one five more years to get there like it did for me.. when i finally escape the rat treadmill of human life of illusions of zoo and prison alike…AKA modern life of.. so-called work….

‘Home Again’ by Elton John.. is a nice song to accompany that sentiment for sure..:)

Ah.. i fancy life as freelance entertainer.. in dance.. and other ways of doing that all interpretive my way.. never controlled by others.. with applause or not.. i suppose many artists like Buddha might do that too.. if never the struggle of finances for sure..:)

Ah.. the ultimate beauty of the call of now.. as all there is is now.. and to see and feel now.. in the fuller beauty of all now can be.. is truly just to live in a forever bliss of now can and will be as is now will and can be..:)

Ah.. some people have it all.. beauty.. kindness.. courage.. and most importantly taste for what is ‘good’.. in life.. as ‘FREE’..:)

The greatest lesson i learn in life.. at least at this point.. is.. it’s never too late to dance.. even in a wheel chair with hands or eyes swaying side to side..:)

Everything moves.. and makes vibration of song.. from the atoms in a grain of sand.. to feat of dance and yes.. discerning law and publishing too.. in hands of type or authorized signature of law upheld..:)

But to be honest.. I’d rather dance than be in my mind.. smiles..:)

At least some of the time..;)

Ending

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