Some people relate the song ‘A Thousand Years’ in metaphors of Vampires to Jesus; I relate it to the God of Nature and all SHE IS from vampires to Jesus..:)
And I for one will not let any scientist or clergy take ANY OF that BEAUTY OF HER AWAY FROM ME.
SO ThERE.. i STICK MY ‘MIN’ ‘TONGUE’ OUT AT THEM in my nude free verse poetry.. he HE! HA ha!
Not unlike the Kali mix of Krishna on my Jimi Hendrix BD T-shirt!.
Yes, my birthday is a full three-day celebration.. starting with a celebration of the birth of my child on JUNE 4th in dance.. commencing with this blog post on 6th of June.. for 55 years from 1960.. per 6660..:)
More to come.. including photos from the actual birth DAY.. later..:)
And i dedicate this post to the last two young women in the photo stream above.. who tell me they take up for me with the behind the back BITING ‘homophobes’.. who can’t see why males do ballet style dance.. and after reading my poetry from yesterday.. they call me their SPIRIT ANIMAL.. a greatest compliment in life.. I never ever even think of or i will ever receive in this life.. as it is mostly reserved for furry critters.. other than me.. yes.. and reptilians too.. for other folks..:)
Who am i kidding.. smiles.. i celebrate my birthday continuously on this site without fail; everyday throughout the year in the present of now.
This is like my ‘Big Lebowski Rug’ that no one gets to PISS ON in life.. smiles again. The pissing on the rug thingy, is like a dog that attempts to take over the freedom of territory of other dogs by pissing on their territory; so the rug is metaphor for that; and yes, cats do this too; as most folks see them spraying on almost everything; particularly when wild and feral; like me heHE!..:)
Anyway what this means is I can invite Gnostic Jesus, Buddha, Lao Tzu, Mythological Krishna, KALI, Egyptian God of Fertility MIN; Apollo; Hebes, and 50 Cent; and no one can F**; FUN with me; or piss on my rug;
Freedom of Expression is God’s mightiest gift to HUMAN; truly this makes the U.S.A. and other free countries the NEW ISRAEL OF HUMANS WORLD-WIDE WITH NO LIMITATION OF SPOON-FED GODS CREATED BY HUMAN BEINGS. THE GOD OF NATURE IS TOTALLY FREE AND I AIM TO REFLECT GOD IN ALL I DO AS DANCE IN ART AS LIFE! First there is dark; then light; then movement or dance; then song or sound inspiring movement and light; and the beat goes on in Infinity loops of exist- ence for now; to understand this more fully is to have the greatest kinds of physical intelligence in both mind and body balance in regulating emotions, integrating senses, increasing cognitive executive functioning through greater focus and short-term working memory for YIN AND YANG to become one; with MUCH GREATER EXISTENTIAL INTELLIGENCE TO FULLY UNDERSTAND IN SENSES; EMOTIONS, AND REASON; ONE’S PLACE IN BALANCE WITH THE REST OF MOTHER NATURE AKA GOD; SHARING AND TAKING NO MORE THAN WHAT ONE GIVES, BACK TO GOD.
The black heart fires of the soulless raven know no tears of forest trees.. the green is black.. the earth is scorched.. but a leave of of hope comes to take the spirit alive..:)
The bride of nature knows no no’s of life or pleasure.. the bride of nature pleases all with soft and course ways of fire.. the groom comes ill prepared but learns..:)
In the greatest depths of misery.. sorrow.. emptiness.. piece of paper existence.. the seed of hull of hell is is anti-matter to create.. to grow a crown of Gold..:)
A zillion star neurons spinning biggest organ procreating.. finding ways of sexy living.. inside outside.. Frenching spiRit pantTing caNvas soUl and heArt..:)
Oh Lord.. the posturing of manhood.. Where silvered pride dollars become worth more than tiny shards of rooster balls..:) I never have any bar stories to tale.. but now i too.. have collected some standing silver dollars.. in tail between the rooster balls.. in pride of others..;)
So true.. not stop.. not destination.. most importantly not competition.. life is life..to live in movement and creation activity.. doing IT always for now.. and perhaps a stepping direction.. more now.. never before emotions new..:)
True words of the tiny are words of the strong… living worlds instead of words are the strongest of all.. as Universe at low grows highest of all..:)
A human without a devil is a human grown cold.. the fur of devil does drive the reptile of survival that lives inside..:)
Seas and trees and home of skirt.. all do please around ankles or not of heart well sung.. oh.. the soul of me does sing true.. the sound of home.. in seeds of be..:)
Ah.. eyes of stars look down on heavenly eyes.. wishing to feel the depth of human heArts and souls.. oh the spiRit of human rises and the desire of stars are finally feeling..:)
Little drummer boy sings a song of higher trombone notes.. with lower sounds.. in greater growls.. jawbone rumbles human phones…
Oh Goodness.. the science of poetry can become so complex i forget to write.. forget the rules and never learn them.. for me is lucky as rules are my thing so much of life in ruling it.. but anyway.. instructions can be fun…:)
Ah.. the blessings of counting the gifts.. and oh.. the gift of taking no more than one needs..ah the greatest gift of sharing so all can stay alive..:)
Ah.. the tears of the truest scream i know.. is a dry tear of horror i know all too well.. when all is left of life is scream.. i hope that tears of joy do come your way.. for what is left in loving life..:)
Ah.. the life of fearlessness conquers all.. Oh.. the soft and fearless conquer love..:)
The recoveries of life are abundant in a life well challenged.. Ah.. the strengths of life do come in bounty for a life well changed..:)
Oh.. the prayers of the homeless who truly live in home of connecting with others and nature with materials second to all of that do dream and pray the deepest truths of all.. there is genius on the streets.. still named Love..:)
Ah.. know one knows no’s like a stuff nose.. on the platter of life.. just getting to run.. forward the skin that crawls past..:)
The bird of abscence.. is a lonely soul of flight… Ah.. the cliffs of reminisce.. do bring bright dreams.. heArt filling rock.. so true with spirit expressing.. Love is Writing on the Stones.. rolling notes.. of ocean blue of nauts of winds in skeyes..:)
Ah.. the animal skins of love.. is truly a place i love to go.. wild and free with clothes on.. but never the less.. young *dancers do bring ‘subtle’ delight.. Yes.. sex sales more than money it sales creativity and productivity even science says that’s so..:) Ah.. with freedom.. almost anything is possible with animal skins DELIGHT..:) (:*women with clothes on.. too;) And i am a hairy Ape..;)
Ah.. to speak the mind all the way free.. to do whatever ya want.. is certainly a go for me.. as long as no one really loses a nose.. noise can be drawn out..:)
Ah.. i go to the mall at least once a week and buy not a thing.. but marvel in all the emotional art of human being designed around a motive of selling.. but still the art of it i can separate and volume into photos of artistic beauty from the ‘T and A’ at ‘Victoria’s Secret’ to Dick’s Sporting goods.. in all the inspirational quotes from the REAL PHILOSOPHY OF SPORTS that is a microcosm of the human being Spirit of living life wild and free! And Warhol will be proud of me.. i suspect.. At least.. he will UNDERSTAND.. like you.. my friend..:)
Oh.. the artifacts of life.. do pale the comparison of twinkling stars at night.. the old of life look back.. the young of spirit look up.. to stars of possibility..:)
Ah.. to feel the life.. from head to toe.. to breath to hair.. from finger to who.. and i do connect.. as hearts of souls.. in expressing passion filling spirit.. this way.. do carry on a mission of life alive.. for what is life
WITHOUT PASSION! F-in Nothing.. much worth living..
To keep the passion is never EVER to kill the human soul.. heart.. and SPIRIT DEAD ALIVE.. Punk over Zombie any day of now for me!..:)
Ah..a move away from nature.. is always a move away from reality.. nature’s truth.. is always true.. where humans lie.. as always true..:)
Ah.. to step forward from loss and grief.. is a tool to move ahead.. in positive way of life.. as every second can be.. to celebrate.. to write the grief.. and loss down.. on paper type.. can be.. to truly let it.. stay.. and let it go.. same.. as living better.. for now..:)
Strawberry eyes go deep into soul root ancestors.. to heArt.. measuring goose bumps.. green valleys.. past and present.. skins and bones in Art of Strawberry that is us with ART @HEart..:)
i suppose.. one of the most wondrous lights about snow.. are the white glory ..in brightening up.. the shadows of dark winter nights.. and grey days Winter’s leaves.. in wake of killing cold.. but in Florida.. not uncommon for blooms and evergreen.. year ’round.. So perhaps.. snow does not bring same delight.. when green life lives so fervently.. all around.. never the less.. i love snow.. as it is my rare friend.. of once a decade.. or so..:) Different snows for different folks.. all analogy.. analogy for all..:)
Ah.. the sparrow lives in bird and feather.. the human lives in skin more than feather.. but alas poetry is created and not born.. by innate means alone.. in reflecting on how all it all comes to be.. we reflect in poetry of all that is reflection of all that is..:)
The dream of night can be for fun.. but the dream of day can be for survival.. from scenarios of life too much for reality.. so perhaps our imagination is evolved for just that purpose to escape reality to live.. be strong no matter curse of life that falls upon from evil ones…
Ah.. the struggle for life.. from breath to food to staying afloat on water top.. is a price we pay for life.. but the connection.. instead of word.. in senses and emotions.. without toil and word troubles.. can come alive.. in comfort of animal sanity.. in feeling and sensing and most importantly connecting to all in now..:)
Ah.. a name spells truths of ancestral generations before.. as the choosing of the name of a child is usually the greatest of meaningful decisions in life.. but less hand picking than copying from celebrities these days.. as what we do is what we do.. and perhaps what becomes of our children too..:)
Ah.. all the records of life.. strewn about on the highways of life.. Ah.. now.. ah now.. where records truly no longer exist.. Ah.. ah now.. is a place without littered roads of eyes of passing by..:)
Theory of mind.. is an art mine.. ah.. to pleasure.. is to guess.. or pain.. of pan’O’mind.:)
Ah.. yes.. to live now.. is to live forevermorenow.. as truly now.. is forever.. and time is only illusion.. of past and future.. neverforeverlessnow..:)
Oh.. the scream of nature.. not readily heard.. but thundering LIGHTENING as spirits of animals living all around.. is ONE i ‘hear’ at ‘night’.. when Industrial IT world ‘sleeps’.. and this nature tales me.. WE are listening.. WE are telling.. WE WILL make this life HELL for YOU.. if YOU do not cOOperate… Some of WE are here millions more years than YOU.. and when YOU GO.. WE for ONE WILL STiLL BE living LARGE…
If I haVE some mixED magazine clippingS it will look more like a ransom letter for OUR HIDE..
AS just another humble messenger.. of Mother Nature TRUTH..:)
…sorry… that is long… but inspiration does that to me.. Thank you.. very much..:)
Sadly.. although MOST human being are gifted with the potential to have hearts.. it is like a garden that must be nourished in ’empathy education’ continuously through life.. and the sad truth is.. when.. for example.. a ‘patriarchal’ mommy and daddy keep telling their son.. not to cry.. and to repress all the emotions of softness.. OR that comes through a lack of nurture in small childhood.. OR social abuse.. when the heart grows stone instead of flower.. the spine and the skin.. of the naked woman in curling fetal position.. is no more than that.. without the colors of the human heArt.. the skin lies in shades of grey.. as observed by ‘Lesser’ men…
A balance is required for life.. as souls.. hearts.. and spirits.. of both men and women.. to grow.. as garden of love.. to escape Fire Extinguishers of LOVE… Seriously.. most people have no idea that the human heart is a muscle that must go.. almost everyday to the LOVE GYM OF LIFE..
I learn that lesson a very very hard way… There is no pain greater than numb.. there is no embrace that can take the place of the HUMAN HEART..:)
AND when exercised enough.. ‘that muscle’ can withstand any storm of loss..:)
Ah.. the human eyes do bring blind to truth.. too often when clouding through eyes of anthropomorphic culture.. ah.. the human soul.. heart.. and spirit.. can come alive.. without the eyes of cultural eyes of nearsighted far..:)
You are very welcome.. To connect to another soul.. even without face or presence.. is the greatest Art of human heart.. and to makes words.. organic.. is lasting life of soul..
And for the archetype of angel.. AKA human empath.. there is no greater practice than loving forever.. whether one is here or not…
‘Flesh and blood’ men and women
will never know this
gift and present
of the full present
and future well.. of loving others..
in watering Love of humanity’s LIGHT..:)
Ah.. the Hibiscus.. a multi-colored flower.. of delicate beauty.. a tropical lovely.. is sensitive.. to cold.. and yes.. wife Katrina.. is Hibiscus of women.. oh.. a delicate flower.. but OMG.. do we fight over a.. THERMOSTAT OF LOVE..:)
Ah.. the spector of beauty.. is a mix of skin and eyes.. that shines out of feeling.. and not the flesh alone.. but for a culture that can no longer feel the shine.. of eyes and skin.. from within.. there are answers.. but for humanity.. to come again…
Every new woman I meet.. eyes i remember.. the rest is just a fog.. but eyes i am.. and feeling..:)
Ah.. silky white sheen.. moonlit gown.. face of moon.. veil arises.. covering paRt of face.. moon a romantic.. playful one indeed.. set the sky a light.. where stars can’t measure up..:)
Ah.. best of days.. all words am i.. losing words.. to dance of air.. water as breeze.. a man ballets.. as soft as snow.. SWITCH blade.. knifing feet.. warrior true.. BUT blade of peace.. ah.. so smooth.. in soothing light ..mind and body balancing.. so simple.. balancing one foot and other.. in melody.. no lessons.. no school.. flowing abdominal.. spiral direction.. melting heart.. softening tension.. water is i.. flow.. no holds barring.. soul.. feeling heArt.. expressing spiRit..:)
Ah.. the Kuran of God is gifted to every man and child at birth.. and the separation i find from religion is at the time of my child’s birth when a deacon calls me as my child is suffering and tells me if he does not get there soon.. the child will suffer in hell forever..
I turn my back on religion..
And never look back..
Sure i read.. and visit all religions in peace and interest as well as love..
but God lives in my heArt.. my soul.. expressing in the spirit of the eyes of God that lives in me.. AND my child who never has the opportunity to even smile.. but pain…
We live in a world so far removed from God.. that sometimes my greatest wish is to burn every word of human alive….
And leave the humans of course..smiles..:)
Oh yeah.. and the rest of nature that will never read a book.. and is never ever separated from God from birth to death…
In someways perhaps my child is lucky to never read at all…
but for the pain..
According to ‘modern science’,
LOVE is expressed and received in 5 ways.
And more than often, the kind of love folks give
is the kind of love they enjoy receiving.
1. Gifts 2. Affirmation 3. Touch 4. Quality Time 5. Acts of Service
And then there is a 6th kind of love that is that of the human altruist who gains the intrinsic reward all God of Nature given, in terms of social bonding, in science associated terms of oxytocin and other beneficial neuro-hormones and neuro-chemicals that keep the altruistic love of human beings strong as yes, this intrinsic reward is ‘delicious’, in how it feels, when giving and sharing becomes receiving all in one, as a Way of LIFE
And then there is the 7th ‘KIND’ of Love that is the Unconditional TOUGH Love of the God of Nature that ranges from mutations that allow a species to adapt to unforeseen environmental changes; LIKE Einstein’s Brain anomalies that may directly, at least in part, lead to the theory of relativity and scientific advances associated with that TO everything from the so-called big-bang and after that leading to the most beautiful blue and green orb we know as earth now that provides a habitat for the greatest achievements of humankind that are imagination and creativity of human dreams; and unfortunately human nightmares as well, such as the atomic bombs that can destroy much of life on earth; if used without discretion. And humans beings in terms of unconditional tough love must learn to become not only Lovers but Warriors for survival. Yeah; some folks do not think of wars to protect human freedoms as Love; but never the less; life is messy, the God of Nature is messy; and the dark and light mix to make what the 7th KIND of Love IS, overall, as is for
And yes, the ‘science’ of marriage counseling classes does bring this knowledge to my wife; by way of BOOK LEARNING..:)
SMILES; at least the first 5 ways of LOVE..;)
That answer is intended for Janissy.
I am instructed not to go into the esoteric here by the moderators;
Other than with a few selected individuals; as it not ‘within’ the ‘thinking’ minds of many folks here.
But yes, Love is all the things you say it is and more, and I feel like you could handle the answer; but you are not specifically among the list of the other ‘crazies’ here like me; smiles; if you care to you can PM me if you are interested in more; but yes, Love is vibrations shared between human beings and the rest of nature FAR FAR beyond what science can identify is expressed between human beings, for dam sure; no doubt, in MY LOVE; for sure; BUT NO, not all humans experience LOVE the way I do and that’s for dam sure too. Some do not experience it AT ALL. AND that my friend; if I can call you that; is why it is of no use to have this conversation with them; there is ZERO POINT of reference to come close to understanding what LOVE is for THEM..:)
‘That answer’ to be clear,
I hope, is not ‘your
answer’ to Janissy;
it is ‘my answer’ to Janissy; to go beyond the emotion thingy;
that some folks think that Love is RESTRICTED to.
THERE is ‘puppy dog love'; but there is much more to it; for those who experience it, and of course label IT as love.
But of course, the four letter word love that some folks do consider a pejorative, who do not truly experience much of the nuance of it that CAN exist; IT can be just a human abstract term for them; not unlike the real emotions of faith, hope, and belief; that while ‘they’ too are emotions; ‘they’ too, go far beyond the ‘normal’ metaphor of humans; that most westernized folks ‘see’ emotion as, in terms of FEELINGS..:)
In some cultures, there are scores of abstract terms for ‘it';
far beyond a four letter word.
Western cultures are sorely impoverished
in terms of metaphors for love; which of course, is directly related to the poverty of love of Western materialistic ways of life; in ways of internal emotional and sensory life; as opposed to living life, AS A ‘WORLD’ of cultural extension of ‘tools’ becoming ‘our’ ‘humanity’ in metaphor, of course.
And in general; the same applies to the three letter word GOD; as truly when one expands metaphors for LOVE large enough; the three letter word GOD fits securely in the four letter word LOVE; but i am getting into the esoteric here now; otherwise known as metaphors for other “culture’s” deeper ways of perceiving the possibilities of all ‘Universes of HUMAN EYES’..;)
I don’t think you are what folks consider crazy around here; at all; that is why I do not go into this much wordiness; at first, my friend; but anyway. I try my best to keep a subject as large as love, as short and succinct as possible;
It takes more than one ‘Novel’, to come close to fully adequately describing WHAT IS LOVE; FROM both a physical perspective and esoteric ‘one’ as well..:)
The most important point, here is; in regard to Love as manifest of energy;
Love is like any other ‘muscle’, as far as energy and manifestation of energy. as matter ‘FORCE'; use it or lose it, most definitely applies to the ‘Love Muscle’.
For those who want BIG LOVE MUSCLES; ‘they’ find some KIND of ‘Love Gym’, and attend as much as possible. And for those with ‘little love muscles'; ‘darkness’ is not a place to stay.
The only thing one takes ‘with them’, is the Love they create, and give, in energy and matter they leave behind; generally speaking, ‘LIGHT’, in terms of spirit of emotions, and material, as mass ACTION FORCE.
Perhaps that is only in measure of family,
friends, arts, and such as that.
But yes, there is more; MUCH more; and for now, I will leave it at that; with Smiles..:)
Ana, one of the best ways to approach this is to approach the most creative of artists; not just Sci-Fi Fiction writers, to how the creative process works for them.
For some folks it is a paint by numbers process.
For other folks it is totally innate, instinctual and intuitive.
There is a huge difference between the two; as one is all art;
And the other can be mostly systemizing science and no; far from
When human beings create by intuition the conscious planning mind of past and future AKA the reasoning mind is put to rest; this creative mind is a mighty metaphor of Quantum human mind and body unleashed and released that can make leaps beyond logic of what scientists do with a ‘tricycle’ instead of a ‘sonic blast’ of human creativity fully set free and not bound by rules of ‘mere mortals’ who only think in systemizing ways. There is ‘a song of human creativity’ that comes from a soul that does have mind and body balance that has no ‘eyes or ears but now'; that ‘sings a spirit of heArt’ that is free of the restrictions of culture that says no, ‘ do not believe in more than what is in front of my normal six senses of just seeing, hearing, touching, tasting, smelling, and proprioception as believing’. Ah, the creative mortals ‘see’ so much more than mere mortals will ever perceive with just six senses of ‘normal human way’. And truly words of the bible are not more revolutionary or ‘revelationary’ than a sit-com or slap-stick comedy produced by the minds of ‘greater humans’ who do tap into much more than reasoning human mind and or the six senses combined.
Carl Jung’s, et al, ‘view’ of Synchronicity comes true in direct proportion to the ‘velocity and magnitude’ of this freest of human minds and bodies in balance. And any truly creative person will tell you all about the amazing synchroncities that grow in life when in the state of growing intuitive creative mind. And even science shows now that the human artistic side of mind away from systemizing neocortical methods of analyzing past and present are repressed by any problem solving way of thinking. The poet or the painter who paints by numbers will never ever ‘see’ this way. Nor the scientist that even proves that creativity is repressed by mechanical cognition state of mind. And the beauty of it is that human social cognition in general is associated with human creativity and freest intuitive art; in general, Free spirit artists are among the most kind and loving nonjudgmental people as intuitive artists flow with ‘Uni-verse’ instead of paint by number minds. And to flow as human being is to cooperate with all others for survival. A painted war face or dance face of primitives that is not by numbers is a more advanced art than a systemizing mind will ever be now; as there are no instructions; just the human soul, heart, and spirit fully set free, and this is the way our ancestors do live in the dream time of lucid ways of ‘thinking’ WIDE AWAKE. Ah, so much is forgotten by systemizing minds; but ah, so much is remembered by the intuitive creative mind that even tells amazing synchronous stories of the future; with no intention needed at all but the records of arts of the past that view the future in now, as truly now is always now and time is the illusion for the mind that enters into the dream of GOD manifest in reality of human eyes…:)
The bible is child’s play compared to what the modern mind can do in measure of synchronicity and developments of the future to come to play. Nah, God does not play with humans; humans play with each other; and the eyes of GOD manifest AS HUMAN BEINGS, DO COME TO FRUition in ‘laughs’ of GOD that are both amazingly funny and amazingly sad.
And here is just a little example from one of my favorites from the Big Lebowski movie; note the man on the TV and the date of check. God is not a prankster but the human mind in synch- chronous flow is beyond the mind of science all alone without a shadow of doubt but for those who never ever travel to the place of the truly human creative mind.:)
We can keep it as ‘our’ ‘little secret’ if ‘you’ like; Truly the naysayers have no clue; and truly science is just starting to figure out what ‘we’ have known all along, my friend..:)
And for the most creative of minds in this intuitive flow of being; sychronicities can be observed in the score of scores of numbers and not just one 9/11..:)
Anyway, have a nice now; and may creativity flow with you and GOD aS ONe, ANA.
The most amusing thing about organized religion that attempts to chain the ‘gifts’ of God all within ‘their’ selfish religions is they FAIL; yes, FAIL to realize; God is an ‘EEO employer’. ‘EQUAL EMPLOYMENT OPPORTUNITY’.
There are no pre-requirements to be a prophet.
Even scientists can be prophets with or without profit;
Homeless folks; and rock and roll musicians like Led Zeppelin.
One of my favorite songs of ‘propheTRY’ is done by Led Zeppelin; perhaps, with the help of some ‘chemical’ additives; but the point remains
‘God’ ‘loves’ ‘angels’ as much as ‘devil’s, and ‘Led Zeppelins’,
And the so-called person on the street that the religious right suggests should pull up ‘their’ bootstraps, even if they are bare foot, food-less, and homeless.
Truly we live in a sick society; but folks with ALL REAL EYES of GOD can get past this with a little help from their friends, as well..;)
My wife and I never pass a homeless person without giving at least something; as traffic allows; but for me I know something much worse than being homeless; being without a soul of mind and body balance; being without a heart of emotion; and being without a spirit to feel that emotion and senses of others, including all of nature aka GOD; and to express that emotion and senses WITH OTHERS and nature aka GOD.
The ‘science’ of the human soul, heart, and spirit is just now coming under purview of science, as the last and most important hold-out of human knowledge in both reason and most importantly FEELING.
Religion uses metaphors like soul, heart, and spirit to attempt to describe the internal universe of human beings; that has no consistent method of science to measure that, as each human’s internal experience in how ‘they’ perceive the Universe is truly a non-repeatable unique experience of ART; and that is pArt of why a person who receives a degree in stuff other than what can be properly empirically measured is ART and NOT science, in terms of acronyms of BA, BS, MA, MS, and yeah, then there is doctor of PHILOSOPHY of STUFF; most of the internal life of human being, in terms of how humans get depressed, get un-depressed, get anxious, get un-anxious is still a mystery, in terms of human beings, as rats do not make good lab subjects in this way. But anyway; religion and philosophy, and poetry, and music, including rock and roll; gives ‘ITS’ best shot; as well as all other associated arts. Perhaps one day science WILL MORE FULLy CATCH UP. IT’S AMUSING; MORE THAN AMUSING for me to watch ‘nerds’ attempt to describe the ‘hows’, ‘whys’, ‘whens’, and ‘who’s, of how GOD works; and yes; that includes fundamentalist religious ‘nerds’ too; when GOD just is as is NOW; truly all the rest is less than flesh and blood existence AKA just living in balance with nature AKA GOD, AS IS.
The greaTEST illusion is to make something so beautiful and free as ART, as the GOD of nature IS INto something as ugly and plain, as a scientific method.
That’s just disgusting to me; and I find great pleasure that ‘the moderators’ have decided to ‘set me free’ from speaking to ‘these folks’, in words of poetic justice that God of Nature most definitely gifts me with, aS ONe. I even wear a white watch and white shoes to my dance last night; usually they are black; to celebrate my release from ‘darkness’ here; smiles, and have a great day; you don’t personally attack folks Janissy; I appreciate that; it proves your humanity here; like I said, GOD is an EEO employer; and some atheists and scientists are much greater citizens of the God of Nature, than frigging Pat Robertson, who talks about acts of GOD destroying gays; and all the other examples of psychopathic leaning clergy; AND just another way of human darkness plain to see for the archetype of human ‘angel’ or ’empath’ like me..;)
Anyway, my time here on this site, continues as a very ‘prophetable’ one; in terms of LED ZEPPELIN’S KASHMIR.
Smiles; no, not just smiles; BIGGEST SMILES..:) And Winks from God of Nature too; AKA SYNCHRONICITY..:); REVELATION OR W The F or FUN I T Comes AGAIN AS..:)
Yes, in someways, I’m a lot like the stone statue on that Beatles Album cover; other than it is like a pre-stone replica of my face; long head; broad shoulders, and all of that; ‘Moonchild'; or Not..;)