who kinda looked like my cool law enforcement dad..
never breaking a sweat.. looking calm with a cigarette in hand..
to the ‘Six Million Dollar Man’.. with Bionic right eye..
right bionic arm.. and bionic legs..
YES.. really strong legs..
so i dream then.. that one day
i will be a Super Hero too..
but haha!.. all i have
is an iPhone5S Rasta colored
LION camera.. a dance.. and a selfie
in front of a Burger King Restroom Mirror..
so ha!.. i am a Super Hero in the mirrors of MY OWNED Life..
But the thing about imagination is.. imagination is as real as real gets.. in imagination of lucid dreaming wide awake.. to dream wide awake is to make reality come truth IN CREATION ACTIVITY.. and more on dream control.. as ‘Silent Lucidity’ nicely illustrates…
When i am young.. only 18..
i look for a dark haired girl
that will make all
i am a Virgin then..
so emotionally immature..
that even 15 year old girls
like the Cuban one I meet at a
Summer Dance are years beyond me..
ah.. dark brown Island Girl.. eyes.. open up a
whole new world of emotions and passions
never feeling in my heart and
soul expressing as fire of spirit alive..
oh.. like a well of divine water is those dark brown eyes
of seemingly innocence’s breath in passion of love alive..
oh.. i still can remember a lovely smell of stale cigarette smoke..
from a house of Cuban Mother who smokes short brown cigar-like smokes..
on a knitted shawl she wears to what is named Riverside Disco at that time..
and yes.. the passion of Love.. becomes anything..
even the stale smell of a mother’s little stogie..
associated with a Flower of Love.. oh.. a Catholic Boy
raised to believe in the Virginal Qualities
of a white flowered woman..
only one wife for the rest of life..
is such a conundrum of screwed up crap..
in a world where Nature of GOD rules
and not insane rules of culture and church..
anyway.. to make a long story much much shorter..
that one does not work out..
but i guess as all men might
dream of having a wife who
never ages and retains that glowing youth..
that dream continues to come true.. as somehow wife Katrina
never ages at 45.. and it seems to be that even my Catholic Priest can still sense the so-called ‘purity’ in her.. that is more or less a sad by-product of fear.. from growing up poor without a father’s love.. with many challenges of a single mother family.. but i am free to experience all imagination’s dream of life..
for the greatest reason FEELING
of Unconditional Giving Nurturing Love
from a mother.. before T.V. raises me the rest of the way..
through illusions of life.. and peers.. and school..
and work.. and all of that.. but back to nature.. i go now..
with my wife who is like a Goddess of Nature..
in how all the animals flock
to her natural innocent giving nature..
even the okra she picks is willing to jump up in her arms..
as all recognize Real Love when ‘they’ ‘see’ it.. from Okra to Priest.. to continuing me.. TRUST.. the foundation of any relationship.. and my wife and i trust each other.. which means we can be free from stuff that holds many relationships down from continued youthful innocence of spirit that transforms the hardest of lives.. into butterfly eyes.. in Garden of Love.. that truly is
THAT GARDEN OF EDEN.. EVEN IN A CONCRETE ROOM.. AS LONG AS LOVE SURVIVES IN EYES OF HEART.. SOUL.. EXPRESSED AS HUMAN SPIRIT.. THE BUTTERFLY RISES IN STARS OF SHINE..:)
And then there is the dark side of life.. and another Facebook reference
to the ‘Children of the Corn’ movie by Stephen King
that like the movie ‘Carrie’ shows how cults
of religion can deform the rites
of love innately and instinctual
as intuitive gift in human..
where human will do anything
from mutilating pleasure parts
of women in female genital mutilation
in African Muslim cultures for an illusion of self-esteem
simply to subjugate other humans for reproductive control
no less than cattle branded with irons of ownership..
to removing the foreskin of a small baby in torture
in an illusion to separate humankind from the foreskin
of other animal as same.. as religious ideology superimposed
on All Natural FORCE OF GOD.. there is great danger
in religion and that is the FACT THAT HUMANS
WILL BELIEVE AND DO ALMOST ANYTHING
IF THE CULTURE SHAMES THE INDIVIDUAL HUMAN
TO COMPLIANCE OUT OF FEAR OF BECOMING
OUTCAST FROM SUBSISTENCE AND
SURVIVAL OF LIFE IN THE
GROUP UNIT FOR LIFE..
as yes.. this is innate instinct and intuition to survive.. alive..
with approval of the culture at hand no matter how
FRIGGING INSANE THE BEHAVIOR ASSESSED
AS THE SOCIAL-NORM MAY BE..
AND TRULY YESTERDAY..
when the Catholic Church attempts to rationalize
the exclusion of an all natural part of GOD’s Nature
from the community of sacred sacrament of marriage..
the hypocrisy is no less than the ‘children of the corn’
convinced to kill their parents over
relics of twisted images of Jesus..
yes.. only fictional and mythological but never the less
reflective of the sad eyes of homosexual children
in the pews of churches
in churches all over the country
who are made lesser than any animal that walks the earth..
but only humans with empathy and the Golden Rule of Love
can possibly understand this Truth..
the real Zombies of Earth speak from pulpits of Hate
and Disconcert of the outcastS they still relegate to lesser than GOD’s Earth..
but the strong of US In Love know AND FEEL better.. the ‘good children of the corn’.. come to expose the hypocrisies of cults AKA churches.. to bring Truth and Wisdom to the real flock of reality that GOD rules.. so i wait in the corn fields of change.. silently waiting.. as the silence of the lambs in church pews.. wait their turn to become human.. from the devil of pulpits incarnate in apathy of human being.. fully allowed to enter into acceptance of real loving eyes of Golden Rule GOD..
It is time NOW to spill the Pink Blood of ‘Carrie’.. and move away from the Red blood of Hate.. and sometimes breaking the rules means Real Love for other human beings.. away from Cults of Hate in religion and culture in general…
A school of freedom in Love.. might help….
And freedom ALIVE…
The Archetype of David and Goliath is strong in my early TV shows.. along with Heroes too..;)
Father with my Mother..
Father with his second try.. my Stepmother…
A third.. and final try.. comes later…
Like a ‘Good Catholic Boy’.. i only marry once..
Credit my Mother’s Instruction of Nurturing Love ON THAT ONE FOR SURE..:)