Vincents R uS
Sparks of God felt.. from Birth to Death..
God Lives in us free.. just waiting
for us to sense and feel
God’s voice… Spoken
words will never
measure fully
treasure
breath
of God
Life
in Us
iS what
drives eYes
of God in we as
Free.. my friend.. Revels1..
And when God lives inUs always
now.. those eYes i must seek out
other humans to share that Love..:)
God Lives in us free.. just waiting
for us to sense and feel
God’s voice… Spoken
words will never
measure fully
treasure
breath
of God
Life
in Us
iS what
drives eYes
of God in we as
Free.. my friend.. Revels1..
And when God lives inUs always
now.. those eYes i must seek out
other humans to share that Love..:)
69
A beautiful day in Northwest Florida..
Crystal Blue skies..
colors of leaves
that only meet
around 60 degree
temperatures
so far.. by
November 2nd..
shades of brown
with brighter colors
still.. a true
reservoir
inspiring
heights
of human
creativity
for those
who can
and do
see
GOD AS NATURE..
TRUE.. INSIDE OUTSIDE
ABOVE SO BELOW
ALL AROUND
US NOW
FOREVERNOW
MORENOWJUSTNOW..
And the creative mind
is much different
than the
analytical
mind as the
analytical
mind seeks
order and
same.. and the
creative mind seeks
new.. new.. and more new..
and sure.. order is necessary
for large groups of human beings
to live peacefully.. as they truly are
as science shows only evolved
still.. to comfortably and
successfully connect
to 150 to 200 sets
of eyes.. which
means 5000 Facebook
Friends is a number
and never
really close
to friends in the
sense of full flesh and
blood connecting as our
ancestors fully do.. and yes..
naked too.. before temperatures
and other environmental conditions
for living more comfortably and successfully
become the requirement.. yes.. put a hundred
thousand naked humans in a room.. without rules
and sure.. ya got problems.. it is simple mathematics
times human evolution same as now.. as then.. with
just a group of 200 humans dancing and hugging
each other around a moonlit campfire
as the social unit is one
LOVING BEING
NO LESS THAN
A GROUP OF STILL
EVOLVING LOVING
CLOSEST COUSIN
BONOBOS
DO
THE SAME..
BUTT anyway back to the NEW.. NEW.. NEWS..
and human creativity.. anything analytical
closes down the social component of human
creativity of connection to other humans..
and the rest of nature…
There is a NOW when
cave paintings
and arrow heads
have similar significance
to path a balance IN JOURNEY
of Life..
but now
the arrow heads
are big highways..
textbooks of science
and all that stuff that keeps
order of numbers of humans
gone insane living together
in a faux sane tech way..
that does lead to
much human
misery and suffering
as humans need to touch..
see.. feel.. taste.. hear..
smell.. ‘proprioceptate’
and most importantly share
what they create in life.. including
the product in action and end result
with other human beings..
and there is no
substitute
for other
flesh and blood
human beings now..
particularly when
it comes to the broad
category of feeling that is
a Universe of emotions both
feeLinG and expresSinG.. which is
seriously a Zombie Apocalypse
illness as humans continue to
connect with sign language
as they would
with a real
functional
disability in effect
and AFFECT CREATING
A FUNCTIONAL DISABILITY
AS USE IT OR LOSE IT APPLIES
IN ALL OF HUMAN POTENTIAL THEN
AND NOW.. AS HUMAN BECOMES MORE
MACHINE
THAN
HUMAN
BEING AS TRULY
STILL EVOLVING NOW..
ANYWAY.. part of the reason
that some of the greatest creative
artists are recluse and or outcast
from the rest of society.. for whatever
reason.. cultural or personal issues..
is that they escape the
requirements
of mechanical
analytical
problem
solving
reality of
the machine
of modern society..
and Vincent Van Gogh and
so many others are examples
of this reality of the equation
of human creativity still
now.. that will
NOT CHANGE
AS LONG AS CULTURE
DOES NOT VALUE ART
AS MUCH
AS ARROWHEADS
THEN OR NOW..
And truly not all folks
are cut out to do pure creativity
in the sense that they do not still
follow paper doll cut-outs from
the past in forms of creativity..
ranging from paint by numbers..
rules that other folks
make for poetry
forms.. dance..
song..
and so much
more.. there are
few truly new pure
now contributors
like Jimi Hendrix..
Jim Morrison..
Syd Barret
from Pink
Floyd..
a Jack Kerouac
a Walt Whitman..
hehe or crazy dancer
that dances now over
4320 miles every
where they go
in public
26 months
in a
martial arts
ballet like
style
that no one
can identify as form..
specifically.. as me
and God
makes it
up as OUR feat
of feet goes..
and seriously i don’t have
to go on dancing with the stars to
share.. as the Paparazzi
are the entire audience
everywhere i go with
smart phone cameras
sharing me with
the world..
and my message is clear..
CREATE.. FLOW wITh GOD..
do something new
and most important
say FUCK FEAR..
YES.. FUCK FEAR..
SOMETIMES
THE F WORD
MAKES
IT
CLEAR..
AND THAT IS WHAT I
DO.. I FUCK FEAR
EVERY NOW
AND YES IT IS
BOTH STIMULATING
AND THRILLING
TO FUCK FEAR
EVERY NOW..
AND yes.. i’ve been
in Vincent Van Gogh’s
dark shoes too.. and understand
that.. but theRe’s the thing..
i am Still a super analytical
nerd too.. AwAY FROM ALL
STUFF HEART THAT IS
WHAT I FOCUS
ON HERE..
ABOUT
90 PERCENT
OR SO OF MY EFFORT..
but my NEW analytical way
is to understand the internal
science of regulating emotions
and integrating all senses including
what some scientists now describe
as the 6th sense of proprioception
and in my opinion human animals
will never be illusory fear free..
until they learn
the basic
innate instinctual
and intuitive lessons
of getting comfortable
in their own frigging skin..
and yes.. this includes the ability
to express aggression for defense
in martial art of some kind
as it is our instinct
to do this
to be able
to protect
ourselves
from potential
predator or to
capture prey..
so yes.. in
this sense
i am NOW
a Cro-Magnon
man.. at
230 Lbs
or so of
dense muscle..
tendons..
ligaments
and bones
at 6 feet tall
or so.. the genetics
are the same.. as then..
classical evolution works
slow and that is truly great
as the genes that turn
on human strength
like the strength
i do empirically
measure in
both my
nude art..
and in leg pressing
close to half a ton
now over 25 times
surely and slowly
with arms
raised in
air on
parallel
leg press machine..
like no other human
does it on YouTube
as far as i have
seen.. is REAL
EPIGENETIC EFFECT
AND AFFECT THAT MAY
BE POSSIBLE FOR ANY
HUMAN TO ACHIEVE..
AS i am very
weak looking
as a youth..
born with congenitally
fused vertebra in my neck..
but that CRO-MAGNON
CAVE PAINTER HUNTER
DANCER SINGER
STILL LIVES IN
ME THEN.. JUST
WAITING FOR
THE CHALLENGE
TO COME AGAIN..
IT’S NOT THAT WE ARE DEVOLVING
AS A HUMAN RACE.. IT IS THAT WE
ARE NOT USING WHAT CAN BE US..
MORE FULLY SEEKING.. FINDING..
PRACTICING.. AND UTILIZING
OUR HUMAN
POTENTIAL
IN KINDNESS
STRENGTH
AND COURAGE
AND IT IS THE KINDNESS
OF SOCIAL COOPERATION
THAT HAS ALLOWED US
TO BECOME FUNCTIONALLY
DISABLED IN SO MANY
WAYS.. AS TECHNOLOGY..
THE ARROWHEAD
BECOMES
US AS TOOLS..
AND that’s not
dark in all ways
as the world CAN
CONNECT NOW AS ONE TRIBE
TO LEARN WHAT WILL WORK
ON THE INDIVIDUAL LEVEL
FOR PEACE OF MIND AND
BODY IN BALANCE
AND PEACE AS
WHOLE
AS ONE
RACE.. AND
NO IT’S NOT GONNA
BE EASY FOR THE SIMPLE
REASON.. AS HUMANS ARE NOT
EVOLVED TO LIVE IN LARGE
POPULATIONS WITHout MANY
RESTRICTIONS
OF INNATE
INSTINCTUAL
AND
INTUITIVE
HUMAN FREEDOMS..
AS FRIGGING SIMPLE
AS GETTING AWAY FROM
THE SCHOOL OR WORK
DESK
AND JUST
FRIGGING MOVING
AS NOT TO BECOME
WORM INSTEAD
OF FEARLESS
STRONG
AND
KIND
HUMAN
BEING
WORKING TOGETHER
TO CREATE SOMETHING
NEW.. IN THIS CASE
NAMELY
PEACE OF
MIND AND BODY
PLUS MORE NOW
WORLD PEACE
THE BEST
THAT
WE
CAN
JUST
MAKE IT HAPPEN..
AND with that long
monologue/manifesto
or whatever ya wanna
call it said and
done.. the
theme on dVerse
HAIBUN FIRST
MONDAY OF THE
MONTH.. IS A
VINCENT Van Gogh
PAINTING.. CERTAINLY
ON TOPIC OF MY LAST
BLOG POST..
but no..
i will not link..
i will only participate
as outcast.. of sorts..
as it is a city
of poetry
in effect
when i participate..
in administration..
instead of the
village of
creativity
that i create
alone as
recluse
or outcast..
but hey i am in
great company.. i learn
from history.. and in real
flesh and blood life.. being
the CRO-MAGNON 55 YEAR OLD
DANCER/SINGER/POETRY
WRITER/PHOTOGRAPHER/
AND LIVING ART
ALL AROUND
THERE IS
NO BLISS
LIKE
THIS..
yes..!
THE
intrinsic
non-monetary
non-material
REWARDS
ARE HUGE..
AS BY NOW..
JUST THE SIGHT
OF ME.. BRINGS
FINGER POINTING
AND GENUINE SMILES BY
OTHERS IN FLESH AND
BLOOD LIFE AS THE
DANCING GUY..
MY MISSION IN THIS
LIFE IS TO SHINE LIGHT..
EITHER WORDS.. DANCE..
OR SONG.. AND YES.. ETC..;)
AND I AM
SUCCESSFULLY
DOING THAT MISSION
BEYOND THE WILDEST DREAMS
OF A HUMAN WHO LIVES IN A DESERT
OF LITTLE CREATIVITY FOR AROUND 40 YEARS..
I ESCAPE
THE MATRIX
AND YES.. THIS
IS A NEO
CRO
MAGNON
MAN NOW..
A NEW AGE
MAN.. AND HELL
YES.. THERE IS A
SONG FOR THAT FOR A
MAN BEFORE HIS TIME..
I AM A ‘VINCENT
VAN-GOGH’
BORN AGAIN
BUT STRIVING
THRIVING
THIS NOW
IN POETRY
DANCE.. SONG
PHOTOGRAPHY.. ETC..
AND ALL STUFF LIFE!..
AND SURE THERE ARE OTHER
LABELS FOR ME THAT HAVE BEEN
ASSIGNED TO ME.. NO LESS REALLY
THAN VINCENT VAN GOGH.. OVERALL
BUT HERE’S THE THING
I KNOW
AND FEEL
WHO I AM
WITH HANDS
OF GOD AND
THAT IS ALL I NEED
WITH A LITTLE HELP
FROM
MY
FRIENDS..
NEW VEVO VERSION OF ‘A DAY
IN THE LIFE’ FOR THAT
RELEASED A FEW DAYS
AGO.. BUT FOR NOW..
I’LL USE THE OLD
VERSION AS I
AM
‘THE
STONE
STATUE’
AND THOSE
FOLKS IN THE
BACK STILL
GOT
MY
BACK..:)
Crystal Blue skies..
colors of leaves
that only meet
around 60 degree
temperatures
so far.. by
November 2nd..
shades of brown
with brighter colors
still.. a true
reservoir
inspiring
heights
of human
creativity
for those
who can
and do
see
GOD AS NATURE..
TRUE.. INSIDE OUTSIDE
ABOVE SO BELOW
ALL AROUND
US NOW
FOREVERNOW
MORENOWJUSTNOW..
And the creative mind
is much different
than the
analytical
mind as the
analytical
mind seeks
order and
same.. and the
creative mind seeks
new.. new.. and more new..
and sure.. order is necessary
for large groups of human beings
to live peacefully.. as they truly are
as science shows only evolved
still.. to comfortably and
successfully connect
to 150 to 200 sets
of eyes.. which
means 5000 Facebook
Friends is a number
and never
really close
to friends in the
sense of full flesh and
blood connecting as our
ancestors fully do.. and yes..
naked too.. before temperatures
and other environmental conditions
for living more comfortably and successfully
become the requirement.. yes.. put a hundred
thousand naked humans in a room.. without rules
and sure.. ya got problems.. it is simple mathematics
times human evolution same as now.. as then.. with
just a group of 200 humans dancing and hugging
each other around a moonlit campfire
as the social unit is one
LOVING BEING
NO LESS THAN
A GROUP OF STILL
EVOLVING LOVING
CLOSEST COUSIN
BONOBOS
DO
THE SAME..
BUTT anyway back to the NEW.. NEW.. NEWS..
and human creativity.. anything analytical
closes down the social component of human
creativity of connection to other humans..
and the rest of nature…
There is a NOW when
cave paintings
and arrow heads
have similar significance
to path a balance IN JOURNEY
of Life..
but now
the arrow heads
are big highways..
textbooks of science
and all that stuff that keeps
order of numbers of humans
gone insane living together
in a faux sane tech way..
that does lead to
much human
misery and suffering
as humans need to touch..
see.. feel.. taste.. hear..
smell.. ‘proprioceptate’
and most importantly share
what they create in life.. including
the product in action and end result
with other human beings..
and there is no
substitute
for other
flesh and blood
human beings now..
particularly when
it comes to the broad
category of feeling that is
a Universe of emotions both
feeLinG and expresSinG.. which is
seriously a Zombie Apocalypse
illness as humans continue to
connect with sign language
as they would
with a real
functional
disability in effect
and AFFECT CREATING
A FUNCTIONAL DISABILITY
AS USE IT OR LOSE IT APPLIES
IN ALL OF HUMAN POTENTIAL THEN
AND NOW.. AS HUMAN BECOMES MORE
MACHINE
THAN
HUMAN
BEING AS TRULY
STILL EVOLVING NOW..
ANYWAY.. part of the reason
that some of the greatest creative
artists are recluse and or outcast
from the rest of society.. for whatever
reason.. cultural or personal issues..
is that they escape the
requirements
of mechanical
analytical
problem
solving
reality of
the machine
of modern society..
and Vincent Van Gogh and
so many others are examples
of this reality of the equation
of human creativity still
now.. that will
NOT CHANGE
AS LONG AS CULTURE
DOES NOT VALUE ART
AS MUCH
AS ARROWHEADS
THEN OR NOW..
And truly not all folks
are cut out to do pure creativity
in the sense that they do not still
follow paper doll cut-outs from
the past in forms of creativity..
ranging from paint by numbers..
rules that other folks
make for poetry
forms.. dance..
song..
and so much
more.. there are
few truly new pure
now contributors
like Jimi Hendrix..
Jim Morrison..
Syd Barret
from Pink
Floyd..
a Jack Kerouac
a Walt Whitman..
hehe or crazy dancer
that dances now over
4320 miles every
where they go
in public
26 months
in a
martial arts
ballet like
style
that no one
can identify as form..
specifically.. as me
and God
makes it
up as OUR feat
of feet goes..
and seriously i don’t have
to go on dancing with the stars to
share.. as the Paparazzi
are the entire audience
everywhere i go with
smart phone cameras
sharing me with
the world..
and my message is clear..
CREATE.. FLOW wITh GOD..
do something new
and most important
say FUCK FEAR..
YES.. FUCK FEAR..
SOMETIMES
THE F WORD
MAKES
IT
CLEAR..
AND THAT IS WHAT I
DO.. I FUCK FEAR
EVERY NOW
AND YES IT IS
BOTH STIMULATING
AND THRILLING
TO FUCK FEAR
EVERY NOW..
AND yes.. i’ve been
in Vincent Van Gogh’s
dark shoes too.. and understand
that.. but theRe’s the thing..
i am Still a super analytical
nerd too.. AwAY FROM ALL
STUFF HEART THAT IS
WHAT I FOCUS
ON HERE..
ABOUT
90 PERCENT
OR SO OF MY EFFORT..
but my NEW analytical way
is to understand the internal
science of regulating emotions
and integrating all senses including
what some scientists now describe
as the 6th sense of proprioception
and in my opinion human animals
will never be illusory fear free..
until they learn
the basic
innate instinctual
and intuitive lessons
of getting comfortable
in their own frigging skin..
and yes.. this includes the ability
to express aggression for defense
in martial art of some kind
as it is our instinct
to do this
to be able
to protect
ourselves
from potential
predator or to
capture prey..
so yes.. in
this sense
i am NOW
a Cro-Magnon
man.. at
230 Lbs
or so of
dense muscle..
tendons..
ligaments
and bones
at 6 feet tall
or so.. the genetics
are the same.. as then..
classical evolution works
slow and that is truly great
as the genes that turn
on human strength
like the strength
i do empirically
measure in
both my
nude art..
and in leg pressing
close to half a ton
now over 25 times
surely and slowly
with arms
raised in
air on
parallel
leg press machine..
like no other human
does it on YouTube
as far as i have
seen.. is REAL
EPIGENETIC EFFECT
AND AFFECT THAT MAY
BE POSSIBLE FOR ANY
HUMAN TO ACHIEVE..
AS i am very
weak looking
as a youth..
born with congenitally
fused vertebra in my neck..
but that CRO-MAGNON
CAVE PAINTER HUNTER
DANCER SINGER
STILL LIVES IN
ME THEN.. JUST
WAITING FOR
THE CHALLENGE
TO COME AGAIN..
IT’S NOT THAT WE ARE DEVOLVING
AS A HUMAN RACE.. IT IS THAT WE
ARE NOT USING WHAT CAN BE US..
MORE FULLY SEEKING.. FINDING..
PRACTICING.. AND UTILIZING
OUR HUMAN
POTENTIAL
IN KINDNESS
STRENGTH
AND COURAGE
AND IT IS THE KINDNESS
OF SOCIAL COOPERATION
THAT HAS ALLOWED US
TO BECOME FUNCTIONALLY
DISABLED IN SO MANY
WAYS.. AS TECHNOLOGY..
THE ARROWHEAD
BECOMES
US AS TOOLS..
AND that’s not
dark in all ways
as the world CAN
CONNECT NOW AS ONE TRIBE
TO LEARN WHAT WILL WORK
ON THE INDIVIDUAL LEVEL
FOR PEACE OF MIND AND
BODY IN BALANCE
AND PEACE AS
WHOLE
AS ONE
RACE.. AND
NO IT’S NOT GONNA
BE EASY FOR THE SIMPLE
REASON.. AS HUMANS ARE NOT
EVOLVED TO LIVE IN LARGE
POPULATIONS WITHout MANY
RESTRICTIONS
OF INNATE
INSTINCTUAL
AND
INTUITIVE
HUMAN FREEDOMS..
AS FRIGGING SIMPLE
AS GETTING AWAY FROM
THE SCHOOL OR WORK
DESK
AND JUST
FRIGGING MOVING
AS NOT TO BECOME
WORM INSTEAD
OF FEARLESS
STRONG
AND
KIND
HUMAN
BEING
WORKING TOGETHER
TO CREATE SOMETHING
NEW.. IN THIS CASE
NAMELY
PEACE OF
MIND AND BODY
PLUS MORE NOW
WORLD PEACE
THE BEST
THAT
WE
CAN
JUST
MAKE IT HAPPEN..
AND with that long
monologue/manifesto
or whatever ya wanna
call it said and
done.. the
theme on dVerse
HAIBUN FIRST
MONDAY OF THE
MONTH.. IS A
VINCENT Van Gogh
PAINTING.. CERTAINLY
ON TOPIC OF MY LAST
BLOG POST..
but no..
i will not link..
i will only participate
as outcast.. of sorts..
as it is a city
of poetry
in effect
when i participate..
in administration..
instead of the
village of
creativity
that i create
alone as
recluse
or outcast..
but hey i am in
great company.. i learn
from history.. and in real
flesh and blood life.. being
the CRO-MAGNON 55 YEAR OLD
DANCER/SINGER/POETRY
WRITER/PHOTOGRAPHER/
AND LIVING ART
ALL AROUND
THERE IS
NO BLISS
LIKE
THIS..
yes..!
THE
intrinsic
non-monetary
non-material
REWARDS
ARE HUGE..
AS BY NOW..
JUST THE SIGHT
OF ME.. BRINGS
FINGER POINTING
AND GENUINE SMILES BY
OTHERS IN FLESH AND
BLOOD LIFE AS THE
DANCING GUY..
MY MISSION IN THIS
LIFE IS TO SHINE LIGHT..
EITHER WORDS.. DANCE..
OR SONG.. AND YES.. ETC..;)
AND I AM
SUCCESSFULLY
DOING THAT MISSION
BEYOND THE WILDEST DREAMS
OF A HUMAN WHO LIVES IN A DESERT
OF LITTLE CREATIVITY FOR AROUND 40 YEARS..
I ESCAPE
THE MATRIX
AND YES.. THIS
IS A NEO
CRO
MAGNON
MAN NOW..
A NEW AGE
MAN.. AND HELL
YES.. THERE IS A
SONG FOR THAT FOR A
MAN BEFORE HIS TIME..
I AM A ‘VINCENT
VAN-GOGH’
BORN AGAIN
BUT STRIVING
THRIVING
THIS NOW
IN POETRY
DANCE.. SONG
PHOTOGRAPHY.. ETC..
AND ALL STUFF LIFE!..
AND SURE THERE ARE OTHER
LABELS FOR ME THAT HAVE BEEN
ASSIGNED TO ME.. NO LESS REALLY
THAN VINCENT VAN GOGH.. OVERALL
BUT HERE’S THE THING
I KNOW
AND FEEL
WHO I AM
WITH HANDS
OF GOD AND
THAT IS ALL I NEED
WITH A LITTLE HELP
FROM
MY
FRIENDS..
NEW VEVO VERSION OF ‘A DAY
IN THE LIFE’ FOR THAT
RELEASED A FEW DAYS
AGO.. BUT FOR NOW..
I’LL USE THE OLD
VERSION AS I
AM
‘THE
STONE
STATUE’
AND THOSE
FOLKS IN THE
BACK STILL
GOT
MY
BACK..:)
AS TREE OF
LIFE STILL NOW..:)
LIFE STILL NOW..:)
WELL NO.. i will not
be illustrating the
album cover with
SGT Pepper’s
TEAM.. whomever
sold the rights
to Vevo..
removes all
remnants of
Beatle’s songs
that dedicated
fans have provided
to keep the music
alive worldwide
on YouTube now
for over
10 years..
that’s sad..
but at least
it is still
free to hear..
that’s the important
pArt.. free then.. free
now still.. and yeah
i can just provide
a photo of the
image of the
Album
cover
if it
still exists
free for now..:)
be illustrating the
album cover with
SGT Pepper’s
TEAM.. whomever
sold the rights
to Vevo..
removes all
remnants of
Beatle’s songs
that dedicated
fans have provided
to keep the music
alive worldwide
on YouTube now
for over
10 years..
that’s sad..
but at least
it is still
free to hear..
that’s the important
pArt.. free then.. free
now still.. and yeah
i can just provide
a photo of the
image of the
Album
cover
if it
still exists
free for now..:)
And now on to poetry
responding in poetic
‘Fredbun’ or ‘Haibun’
expression to
each link
on dVerse
Poet’s pub
online.. with
asterisks indicating
places where my
responses will
only be shared
here.. as
they are
not
allowed
there.. as
far as i know…
people are ‘funny these
days’.. they will avoid
really communicating
which other..
at all
costs..
as functional
disabilities
of communication
continue to grow..
just tale me what
‘you’ do not like
and i’ll stop
doing it..
but hey..
i’m only
partially
telepathic..
so if ‘you’ are
too afraid to tale
me what you do not like..
yes.. just delete me..
ban me.. or whatever..
i’ll shake off the
unwanted sand
from my
sandals
and move
on to the
next place
continuing FREE.
Sharing Here now..
with ALL DUE RESPECT..:)
responding in poetic
‘Fredbun’ or ‘Haibun’
expression to
each link
on dVerse
Poet’s pub
online.. with
asterisks indicating
places where my
responses will
only be shared
here.. as
they are
not
allowed
there.. as
far as i know…
people are ‘funny these
days’.. they will avoid
really communicating
which other..
at all
costs..
as functional
disabilities
of communication
continue to grow..
just tale me what
‘you’ do not like
and i’ll stop
doing it..
but hey..
i’m only
partially
telepathic..
so if ‘you’ are
too afraid to tale
me what you do not like..
yes.. just delete me..
ban me.. or whatever..
i’ll shake off the
unwanted sand
from my
sandals
and move
on to the
next place
continuing FREE.
Sharing Here now..
with ALL DUE RESPECT..:)
*Rarely is a true artist
one that harms others..
self-abuse
will
come before
injuring others..
as is the case
with Vincent
Van Gogh..
who will
likely
never
action
dark art
in vicious
cycle of
bullying
or killing
that never ends..
Art is for expression
of dark and light..
and bullying
and killing
is
less
than
dark
for those
on the other
end of the knife..
no matter who
or what what
they do
in life
as living..
the essence
of killing
and
bullying
is never
ART..
but sure stories
about this as fiction
are most certainly art
as this is part of
expressing
the human
condition
in all
its
light
or dark
for public consumption..
no matter how bitter it is
as a pill of life then or now..:)
one that harms others..
self-abuse
will
come before
injuring others..
as is the case
with Vincent
Van Gogh..
who will
likely
never
action
dark art
in vicious
cycle of
bullying
or killing
that never ends..
Art is for expression
of dark and light..
and bullying
and killing
is
less
than
dark
for those
on the other
end of the knife..
no matter who
or what what
they do
in life
as living..
the essence
of killing
and
bullying
is never
ART..
but sure stories
about this as fiction
are most certainly art
as this is part of
expressing
the human
condition
in all
its
light
or dark
for public consumption..
no matter how bitter it is
as a pill of life then or now..:)
Death pill
sing song dark
always now…
sing song dark
always now…
*Churches in the distant..
pastures free..
wheat waves
grains of
nourishing nature..
pastures free..
wheat waves
grains of
nourishing nature..
Nature True
NO DOUBT sHe
alWays answers..:)
NO DOUBT sHe
alWays answers..:)
*Nature’s ingredients
all free to see..
cooks are
us.. only when
we learn to cook..
all free to see..
cooks are
us.. only when
we learn to cook..
Menu nature
desires
alWays now..:)
desires
alWays now..:)
In all the
human condition..
a baby strapped
to breast for
two years..
is a solution…
human condition..
a baby strapped
to breast for
two years..
is a solution…
Strapped to
chest..
beats heart..:)
chest..
beats heart..:)
Well.. first of all i am so glad
you shared your heart with us..
about your dear departed cat Katie..
you shared your heart with us..
about your dear departed cat Katie..
Now..
A community foremost.. no
matter the rules at hand
should be to share
heArt.. when
heart is in
need of comfort.. by expreSsinG
spiRit in soUls of seeking balance
in mind
and body
senses and
emotions
now..
matter the rules at hand
should be to share
heArt.. when
heart is in
need of comfort.. by expreSsinG
spiRit in soUls of seeking balance
in mind
and body
senses and
emotions
now..
I’ve lost many dear companion
cats.. in nows where they meet
my only emotional heart
of connecting.. spirit..
and connection.. of
mind and body
anything at all..
and they continue
to save my life
over and over
as heart
and spirit
guides of
fur and paws..
cats.. in nows where they meet
my only emotional heart
of connecting.. spirit..
and connection.. of
mind and body
anything at all..
and they continue
to save my life
over and over
as heart
and spirit
guides of
fur and paws..
And perhaps a
cat could have
saved
Vincent’s
life too…
cat could have
saved
Vincent’s
life too…
A soUl
is US in
PAws and hAnds
is US in
PAws and hAnds
A country road less traveled
where air sings.. and wheat
touches a grain
inside.. connecting
Nature’s church..
a soup
of loving
HUMAN
comfort…
where air sings.. and wheat
touches a grain
inside.. connecting
Nature’s church..
a soup
of loving
HUMAN
comfort…
Cold Hard
chaliced machines
Kill this.
chaliced machines
Kill this.
Pleasure of light now
dopamine producing
rays of sunlight..
it’s real also
providing
trust
in serotonin..
but sure there
are other ways to get
it.. namely free art
of dance and music
that sings
free to
heart and
connecting
feat of feet.
Smiles.. disco
teaches me this.. Winter
of the 70’s.. the lesson
remembered.. danCinG
now and dark days never
ever Come
in dance
again..
in fact..
i do it everywhere i go..
happiness can be free
when set free of fear
in a
REAL DANCE
OF LIFE NOW…
dopamine producing
rays of sunlight..
it’s real also
providing
trust
in serotonin..
but sure there
are other ways to get
it.. namely free art
of dance and music
that sings
free to
heart and
connecting
feat of feet.
Smiles.. disco
teaches me this.. Winter
of the 70’s.. the lesson
remembered.. danCinG
now and dark days never
ever Come
in dance
again..
in fact..
i do it everywhere i go..
happiness can be free
when set free of fear
in a
REAL DANCE
OF LIFE NOW…
Dance
SinGs SuNliGht
heArt..:)
SinGs SuNliGht
heArt..:)
Environment of depression..
Environment of ecstasy and
euphoria in art of life..
as no different
really
than the
psychedelic
age of music..
painting expresses
more of what human
feels and senses
as well
or not
so well..
and for me..
what is euphoria
too most all the
NOW is just
another
grain of
sand
to be
stepped
on by other feat..
At age 21.. i cry for
Vincent.. at
age 55
i feel
why..
but i see the
other side
too..
and it
is worth
it.. worth it
ALL.. joy and tears
is life for folks like US..
Environment of ecstasy and
euphoria in art of life..
as no different
really
than the
psychedelic
age of music..
painting expresses
more of what human
feels and senses
as well
or not
so well..
and for me..
what is euphoria
too most all the
NOW is just
another
grain of
sand
to be
stepped
on by other feat..
At age 21.. i cry for
Vincent.. at
age 55
i feel
why..
but i see the
other side
too..
and it
is worth
it.. worth it
ALL.. joy and tears
is life for folks like US..
Wheat Fields
Church
heArt eYes..:)
Church
heArt eYes..:)
Well.. smiles.. for my mother it is a little
bit opposite.. as the mother of
A ‘Van Gogh’ without art..
she never gives up
on me.. at 21
or 47.. more…
and she finds
art.. perhaps
in part for the
darkness and
light of me..
and we sing
to each
other
the art
of each other now..
as i find it in poetry
as she does in her
50’s.. as well too..
As the Van Gogh
effect.. is real in art..
and more accepted
in our modern
day.. smiles..
still miles to go
though to
vault the
creative
as valued
as drums
that lead
to Kundalini..
yes.. Kundalini is
real..too.. but without
guidance
a disastrous
fall can
and
may
occur..
and that too is a place
where modern society fails
in understanding more than science…
bit opposite.. as the mother of
A ‘Van Gogh’ without art..
she never gives up
on me.. at 21
or 47.. more…
and she finds
art.. perhaps
in part for the
darkness and
light of me..
and we sing
to each
other
the art
of each other now..
as i find it in poetry
as she does in her
50’s.. as well too..
As the Van Gogh
effect.. is real in art..
and more accepted
in our modern
day.. smiles..
still miles to go
though to
vault the
creative
as valued
as drums
that lead
to Kundalini..
yes.. Kundalini is
real..too.. but without
guidance
a disastrous
fall can
and
may
occur..
and that too is a place
where modern society fails
in understanding more than science…
Fields
build us
we come..:)
build us
we come..:)
I think for Van Gogh.. as so many Artists
without children.. expresSinG creativity
is a way to self
authentication..
as we all have
a basic
instinct
to create
in some way..
and no doubt Van Gogh’s
flow of art.. put him in a state
of mind to escape the pains
of life.. the art
of mind and body
balance creativity
is now more
than science
and alive
too
as long
as canvas
lives.. a new
creation exists..:)
without children.. expresSinG creativity
is a way to self
authentication..
as we all have
a basic
instinct
to create
in some way..
and no doubt Van Gogh’s
flow of art.. put him in a state
of mind to escape the pains
of life.. the art
of mind and body
balance creativity
is now more
than science
and alive
too
as long
as canvas
lives.. a new
creation exists..:)
Painting
children live
long and prosper..;)
children live
long and prosper..;)
Smiles my friend.. Suzanne..
Kundalini comes
to me through
stress and
pain.. three
times in my
life.. at
age 21..
47..
and
now at
age 53 constant
through present
55.. the first
one IS
magical
amazing..
with no
one to help
me understand
what is going on..
and it goes away..
with difficulties..
the second one
ends up being
pure hell
in more
ways than one..
but now the third
one is the charm..
as i guide
it.. temper
it in mind
and body
balance..
as an energy
that never ends
and creates..
people ask me
how i write a
26 thousand
word poetic post..
or press a half a ton
25 times with my legs..
or dance walk
around 150 miles
a month at my age..
i tale ’em Chi..
’cause maybe
they hear that
word before..
i tale ’em the
holy spirit..
but they think
that is just a word..
most often no one where
i live has the faintest idea
of the Kundalini
metaphor
for the
essence of the
REAL UNIVERSAL
SAME OF HUMAN
POTENTIAL THAT
WE ALL COME
TO THIS
EARTH
FOR
WITTING
NOW OR NOT..
anyway.. i can clearly
show folks the benefit
but i for one.. can only
spark them.. and hope
they’ll have a successful
journey.. the first time..
if they
path
more of
what they
can be
on this
PLANET
EARTH
NOW..
ALWAYS
NOW.. FOR NOW..:)
Kundalini comes
to me through
stress and
pain.. three
times in my
life.. at
age 21..
47..
and
now at
age 53 constant
through present
55.. the first
one IS
magical
amazing..
with no
one to help
me understand
what is going on..
and it goes away..
with difficulties..
the second one
ends up being
pure hell
in more
ways than one..
but now the third
one is the charm..
as i guide
it.. temper
it in mind
and body
balance..
as an energy
that never ends
and creates..
people ask me
how i write a
26 thousand
word poetic post..
or press a half a ton
25 times with my legs..
or dance walk
around 150 miles
a month at my age..
i tale ’em Chi..
’cause maybe
they hear that
word before..
i tale ’em the
holy spirit..
but they think
that is just a word..
most often no one where
i live has the faintest idea
of the Kundalini
metaphor
for the
essence of the
REAL UNIVERSAL
SAME OF HUMAN
POTENTIAL THAT
WE ALL COME
TO THIS
EARTH
FOR
WITTING
NOW OR NOT..
anyway.. i can clearly
show folks the benefit
but i for one.. can only
spark them.. and hope
they’ll have a successful
journey.. the first time..
if they
path
more of
what they
can be
on this
PLANET
EARTH
NOW..
ALWAYS
NOW.. FOR NOW..:)
And ha.. most of the time
when i’m out and about
folks ask me
if they
can buy
some of what
i’m on.. problem
is.. they will never
buy it..
they will
earn it..
as all stuff
in life worth living NOW..
when i’m out and about
folks ask me
if they
can buy
some of what
i’m on.. problem
is.. they will never
buy it..
they will
earn it..
as all stuff
in life worth living NOW..
My pleasure being here my
friend.. thanks for being
open minded enough
to welcome
me.. as
SOME
will not
accept me
for who i really am FREE…
friend.. thanks for being
open minded enough
to welcome
me.. as
SOME
will not
accept me
for who i really am FREE…
i live to please
some
receive it..;)
some
receive it..;)
Smiles.. my friend.. Victoria..
and thanks for being
here for me2.. as you
are always a kind..
tolerating..
and accepting
soul for human
differences..
and that
my friend
can be
A greatest
Love of cAll..
and thanks for being
here for me2.. as you
are always a kind..
tolerating..
and accepting
soul for human
differences..
and that
my friend
can be
A greatest
Love of cAll..
Love.. now.. different..
sings.. tolerance
and acceptance free..:)
sings.. tolerance
and acceptance free..:)
A church of Love
is always a favorite
of mine.. my wife and
i marry on a boardwalk
of river instead
but church
still sings
inside..
is always a favorite
of mine.. my wife and
i marry on a boardwalk
of river instead
but church
still sings
inside..
Church
memories sing
when Love is there..:)
memories sing
when Love is there..:)
So true to me.. that everyday
and every now.. even the
same place of Nature
can tale a different
story of now
the balance
of life.. in art
of emotions
senses
a delight
to carry
a bridge
of nature
across the
threshold of
self as well..:)
and every now.. even the
same place of Nature
can tale a different
story of now
the balance
of life.. in art
of emotions
senses
a delight
to carry
a bridge
of nature
across the
threshold of
self as well..:)
Wheat Springs
balance harvesting
Love as Real NOw..:)
balance harvesting
Love as Real NOw..:)
Well that’s all that
dVerse has to offer
now.. but this
prompt goes
on for
an entire
week so more
to come for ‘morrow
and after of course..:)
dVerse has to offer
now.. but this
prompt goes
on for
an entire
week so more
to come for ‘morrow
and after of course..:)
11:11 pm
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Back at 9:11 am
11032015..
will finish
up what’s
left for
now and
post this
traveling
show of
inner
journeys
and paths
for the next
dVerse prompt
on Travel that
i metaphor
as an
inner
instead of
down the
road
of
asphalt
streets.
named
“Vincents R uS”
later this morning
after this.. smiles..
and no i won’t link
but it’s NOT too hard
to find me..
considering
every response
is linked back
to this
with
the
Katie
Mia Frederick
or Kate Mia
user name
link.. people
are funny again..
if it ain’t on the
list some folks
don’t KNOW where
to go to find
me and that’s okay
too.. as everywhere
i go i am a traveling
dance and song
show
or poetry
blog.. ETC..;)
i am
my own
home base
that can sing
and dance a song
without even
a shred of
clothes
and yes..
i can prove
that too..
with
smiles
and OTHER
STUFF
OF
JOY
OF BEING
HERE NOW..
JUST NOW..
IN ALL OF
WHAT HUMAN
CAN AND WILL
BE WHEN SET FREE
AS CHILD OF GOD
AS GOD
IS FREE
AS WELL
ALL NATURE
TRUTH NOW
STILL
MOVING
JUST NOW
ALWAYS NOW
IN DARK AND
LIGHT AND DANCE
AND SONG OF ALL
OF CREATION
NOW!..:)
11032015..
will finish
up what’s
left for
now and
post this
traveling
show of
inner
journeys
and paths
for the next
dVerse prompt
on Travel that
i metaphor
as an
inner
instead of
down the
road
of
asphalt
streets.
named
“Vincents R uS”
later this morning
after this.. smiles..
and no i won’t link
but it’s NOT too hard
to find me..
considering
every response
is linked back
to this
with
the
Katie
Mia Frederick
or Kate Mia
user name
link.. people
are funny again..
if it ain’t on the
list some folks
don’t KNOW where
to go to find
me and that’s okay
too.. as everywhere
i go i am a traveling
dance and song
show
or poetry
blog.. ETC..;)
i am
my own
home base
that can sing
and dance a song
without even
a shred of
clothes
and yes..
i can prove
that too..
with
smiles
and OTHER
STUFF
OF
JOY
OF BEING
HERE NOW..
JUST NOW..
IN ALL OF
WHAT HUMAN
CAN AND WILL
BE WHEN SET FREE
AS CHILD OF GOD
AS GOD
IS FREE
AS WELL
ALL NATURE
TRUTH NOW
STILL
MOVING
JUST NOW
ALWAYS NOW
IN DARK AND
LIGHT AND DANCE
AND SONG OF ALL
OF CREATION
NOW!..:)
Voices of praise..
inside outside now
above so below
all around
a grain of
wheat
sings
a natural
song of
a boWed
chalice
that
has
no
home…
but i sTill go
for the SonG
of toGetHeRness..
that WiLL never
sinG from
a
golden chalice
my friend now…
inside outside now
above so below
all around
a grain of
wheat
sings
a natural
song of
a boWed
chalice
that
has
no
home…
but i sTill go
for the SonG
of toGetHeRness..
that WiLL never
sinG from
a
golden chalice
my friend now…
Wheat ChaliCe
alWays
n0w SinGs..:)
alWays
n0w SinGs..:)
*Well.. while it’s true that during
Vincent’s time the wheat
fields are still
pristine village
beauty without
highways of
busy
commuting
technology
but the truth
remains today..
that if he has online
then.. he will find
someone like
him as
a friend
if only
one or two..
and perhaps
he will live a longer
life with friends
and
not
so
lone…
Vincent’s time the wheat
fields are still
pristine village
beauty without
highways of
busy
commuting
technology
but the truth
remains today..
that if he has online
then.. he will find
someone like
him as
a friend
if only
one or two..
and perhaps
he will live a longer
life with friends
and
not
so
lone…
Human Connection
whatever it takes
together..:)
whatever it takes
together..:)
So nice to see your words dance
again.. my friend.. truly the darkness
and pain i have lived in life
tales me without a doubt
that miracles are
real and in this
life with believe
just believe in
you anything
is possible
and can come
true.. if only
arms waving
as wheat of
dance in golden
fields and blue skies
of alive again always now
smiling and laughing as
human being shall
connecting
again..
with
light
of
Love..
again.. my friend.. truly the darkness
and pain i have lived in life
tales me without a doubt
that miracles are
real and in this
life with believe
just believe in
you anything
is possible
and can come
true.. if only
arms waving
as wheat of
dance in golden
fields and blue skies
of alive again always now
smiling and laughing as
human being shall
connecting
again..
with
light
of
Love..
Dance Light
moves Love
grains of us..:)
moves Love
grains of us..:)
First of all Kudos
in your original
take on mermaids
here.. and i look
forward to your
second one
that will
honor more
the spirit
behind the
prompt.. but
because you are
not afraid to change
the path today.. i see
Mermaids more realistically
and will just be their friends
in dreams.. hehe..
loved it.. thanks
for bRinGing
Mermaid
scales
my
way..;)
in your original
take on mermaids
here.. and i look
forward to your
second one
that will
honor more
the spirit
behind the
prompt.. but
because you are
not afraid to change
the path today.. i see
Mermaids more realistically
and will just be their friends
in dreams.. hehe..
loved it.. thanks
for bRinGing
Mermaid
scales
my
way..;)
The soft sway
of women’s
hips no fish tail..;)
of women’s
hips no fish tail..;)
An artistic mind.. a trUly aRtistic
and not just an ‘aUtistic’ mind.. now
in balance.. just does.. often take in
many associations of mind’s i
art true.. and what you
do here with
the original
prompt and a
prompt of your
own is certainly
a synthesis
of ideas
and senses
that Vincent
will sing with
you for now
if he is
here
for now..
and not just an ‘aUtistic’ mind.. now
in balance.. just does.. often take in
many associations of mind’s i
art true.. and what you
do here with
the original
prompt and a
prompt of your
own is certainly
a synthesis
of ideas
and senses
that Vincent
will sing with
you for now
if he is
here
for now..
Birds fly
free in
Vincent eyes..:)
free in
Vincent eyes..:)
*Now.. a gift so many forget..
books of promises..
look forward back
ward never living
now.. the reward
is now.. always
now.. all there
is now.. and
some people
never even
find now
as real as
heaven
now…
books of promises..
look forward back
ward never living
now.. the reward
is now.. always
now.. all there
is now.. and
some people
never even
find now
as real as
heaven
now…
human dreams
nightmares
away from now…
nightmares
away from now…
And now a few more words
on dVerse before move this
on to the next post..
on dVerse before move this
on to the next post..
This is my post.. ‘Desert i’LL change’ about
change within.. as i make change by
traveling within as illustrated
by this post
as well..
And this is the linked post
that makes my decision
to end my over 2 year
linking endeavor to
share what i do
in art of
poetry
and poetry
of photography
and other symbols
with all as art
in what i do
online..
I do a lot.. some..
MANY people don’t
have the patience for
all i do.. and i understand
that totally as i use to live
and breathe work 7 days a week..
with no time for writing or
any inclination to write
at all in a total
life spent in
mechanical
cognition activities
with little to zero
time or inclination
for any art and
little recreation
of any kind..
rarely going
on a real vacation
for close to two
decades then..
my only get
away and place
of sanctity away
from machine culture
is mowing
the grass
then behind
gas fumes
of machine…
and then i get really
sick.. cannot effectively
use my ears and eyes.. so after
two years and adjusting
to what is described in
medical literature as
the worst chronic
pain known
to mankind..
atypical
Trigeminal
Neuralgia..
experiencing
this.. what is described
as worse than crucifixion
pain in medical literature
for a total of 66 months..
wake to sleep..
including 18 other
disorders.. i learn
to write to escape
a pain that modern
science has
no pill that
works for me
for refrain..
i go to a site
that is all logic
and close to zero
art.. a place
for higher
140 to 160 IQ
then polled so-
called autistic
folks online
on November
26th.. Thanks
giving day
in 2010..
with an ‘aghogday’
another groundhog day
user name in hell then with no
avatar.. and somehow then
i muster the strength
on Christmas Day..
yeah.. a coincidence
to be born online that
day.. to scan
and put the
happy smiling
baby of me..
of the affect
of love in
me i am
born with
then.. that i
hope to feel
again.. and i wait
2 and a half years
to feel THAT again in
2013 when art and
love comes back
to me through
poetry.. dance
and new found
on and offline
friends..
and old
one’s too..
to reconnect to
as well.. and at the
start of my humanity return
in 2013.. the Summer
when all my pain
suddenly goes away
like a real life miracle
on or about July 22nd
of that year.. that
truly is what ‘they’
call Kundalini Rising
Holy Spirit or Chi.. ETC..
Another Autistic person that
goes by the user name
of Mind Retrofit.. who
helps me come back to
life too.. turns me on
to dVerse.. as i continue
my return to humanity
then in flesh and
blood life of
dance once
again..
and two wonderful
folks running the show..
Brian Miller and
Claudia.. tolerate
and accept all of
what i am in
crude and
unrefined art
then.. never any
unreasonable complaints
about what i do.. and
always easy to get along
with.. with no problem..
until along the way
a prompt comes
by Grace that
asks us to write
poetry to an artist’s
photography or theme
of the artist philosophy
about art of photography
and i go with the philosophy
of the photographer poet
instead of the
photos provided
and then for some
reason she deletes my
effort taling me i must
use a photo for this..
although the instructions
say the obvious other thing..
anyway… i provide 5 clear ways
i meet the prompt then without even
a reply back from her on my defense..
and then i complain to Brian and
he says sorry bro’.. i hear you
on your complaint but we
give the pub tenders
free rein on what
they do..
so i accept
that and move on..
and then.. this year..
after Brian and Claudia
leave for various reasons
Bjorn Emails me and tales
me just to perfect the best
parts of my poetry
’cause he wants
to help me
find my
poetic voice
and leave all
my other art
out of the show..
and i politely tale
him basically.. NO my
friend.. but if you
choose not to visit
me it will not hurt
my feelings if you
find my art too much
of an inconvenience
and then there is
constant complaints
about the photos when
i tale them time and time
again.. that i am creating
a new kind of poetry.. not
previously possible without
multimedia of new technology
avenues of art from many
more sources synthesized
as art.. my continued
stalwartness
obviously be
fuddles them
so they seek
out
ways to
exclude my ‘excessive’
participation and then
and i miss a word in a
requirement of a prompt
by Mary.. and instead
of allowing me to
correct a simple
mistake.. she and
Bjorn
summarily
delete my
link.. and
then the final
straw.. yes.. above..
where i synthesize
two inspirations
to make
one prompt
on the topic
of change and ‘they’
attempt to tale me
i have broken the rules
on line and word count
’cause of my comments section
that i’ve frigging been using
as a workspace for poetry since
day one over two years ago..
well i followed all the
rules and i am
speaking of
metaphorical
internal change..
then ‘they’ say it
must be concrete
and cannot be
philosophically
related which is
total and
utter
bullshit
just to
show their
authority
on not being
able to control
my artistic freedoms
in what they see as
art that i
personally
see as a
smaller
art
of individual
preference.. of course..
anyway.. this is the story
in case anyone comes here and
wonders what all this talk
about asterisks is
and why i have
to go to this
length of efforts
in participating
now.. at all.. and truly
if Vincent is alive today..
i too.. believe that he too..
will have a way to share
his art online..
no matter
what more
limiting
minds of
art
think
or
feel
then
too..
there is only one
kind of art and that
is free.. rules are for
cities..
art
is for
free..
and at least
on my blog
a free
village of
my art will
rain as Love
here.. with
reasons
too
my
friend(s)..
and this summarily
describes my online
travel to date as well..;)
change within.. as i make change by
traveling within as illustrated
by this post
as well..
And this is the linked post
that makes my decision
to end my over 2 year
linking endeavor to
share what i do
in art of
poetry
and poetry
of photography
and other symbols
with all as art
in what i do
online..
I do a lot.. some..
MANY people don’t
have the patience for
all i do.. and i understand
that totally as i use to live
and breathe work 7 days a week..
with no time for writing or
any inclination to write
at all in a total
life spent in
mechanical
cognition activities
with little to zero
time or inclination
for any art and
little recreation
of any kind..
rarely going
on a real vacation
for close to two
decades then..
my only get
away and place
of sanctity away
from machine culture
is mowing
the grass
then behind
gas fumes
of machine…
and then i get really
sick.. cannot effectively
use my ears and eyes.. so after
two years and adjusting
to what is described in
medical literature as
the worst chronic
pain known
to mankind..
atypical
Trigeminal
Neuralgia..
experiencing
this.. what is described
as worse than crucifixion
pain in medical literature
for a total of 66 months..
wake to sleep..
including 18 other
disorders.. i learn
to write to escape
a pain that modern
science has
no pill that
works for me
for refrain..
i go to a site
that is all logic
and close to zero
art.. a place
for higher
140 to 160 IQ
then polled so-
called autistic
folks online
on November
26th.. Thanks
giving day
in 2010..
with an ‘aghogday’
another groundhog day
user name in hell then with no
avatar.. and somehow then
i muster the strength
on Christmas Day..
yeah.. a coincidence
to be born online that
day.. to scan
and put the
happy smiling
baby of me..
of the affect
of love in
me i am
born with
then.. that i
hope to feel
again.. and i wait
2 and a half years
to feel THAT again in
2013 when art and
love comes back
to me through
poetry.. dance
and new found
on and offline
friends..
and old
one’s too..
to reconnect to
as well.. and at the
start of my humanity return
in 2013.. the Summer
when all my pain
suddenly goes away
like a real life miracle
on or about July 22nd
of that year.. that
truly is what ‘they’
call Kundalini Rising
Holy Spirit or Chi.. ETC..
Another Autistic person that
goes by the user name
of Mind Retrofit.. who
helps me come back to
life too.. turns me on
to dVerse.. as i continue
my return to humanity
then in flesh and
blood life of
dance once
again..
and two wonderful
folks running the show..
Brian Miller and
Claudia.. tolerate
and accept all of
what i am in
crude and
unrefined art
then.. never any
unreasonable complaints
about what i do.. and
always easy to get along
with.. with no problem..
until along the way
a prompt comes
by Grace that
asks us to write
poetry to an artist’s
photography or theme
of the artist philosophy
about art of photography
and i go with the philosophy
of the photographer poet
instead of the
photos provided
and then for some
reason she deletes my
effort taling me i must
use a photo for this..
although the instructions
say the obvious other thing..
anyway… i provide 5 clear ways
i meet the prompt then without even
a reply back from her on my defense..
and then i complain to Brian and
he says sorry bro’.. i hear you
on your complaint but we
give the pub tenders
free rein on what
they do..
so i accept
that and move on..
and then.. this year..
after Brian and Claudia
leave for various reasons
Bjorn Emails me and tales
me just to perfect the best
parts of my poetry
’cause he wants
to help me
find my
poetic voice
and leave all
my other art
out of the show..
and i politely tale
him basically.. NO my
friend.. but if you
choose not to visit
me it will not hurt
my feelings if you
find my art too much
of an inconvenience
and then there is
constant complaints
about the photos when
i tale them time and time
again.. that i am creating
a new kind of poetry.. not
previously possible without
multimedia of new technology
avenues of art from many
more sources synthesized
as art.. my continued
stalwartness
obviously be
fuddles them
so they seek
out
ways to
exclude my ‘excessive’
participation and then
and i miss a word in a
requirement of a prompt
by Mary.. and instead
of allowing me to
correct a simple
mistake.. she and
Bjorn
summarily
delete my
link.. and
then the final
straw.. yes.. above..
where i synthesize
two inspirations
to make
one prompt
on the topic
of change and ‘they’
attempt to tale me
i have broken the rules
on line and word count
’cause of my comments section
that i’ve frigging been using
as a workspace for poetry since
day one over two years ago..
well i followed all the
rules and i am
speaking of
metaphorical
internal change..
then ‘they’ say it
must be concrete
and cannot be
philosophically
related which is
total and
utter
bullshit
just to
show their
authority
on not being
able to control
my artistic freedoms
in what they see as
art that i
personally
see as a
smaller
art
of individual
preference.. of course..
anyway.. this is the story
in case anyone comes here and
wonders what all this talk
about asterisks is
and why i have
to go to this
length of efforts
in participating
now.. at all.. and truly
if Vincent is alive today..
i too.. believe that he too..
will have a way to share
his art online..
no matter
what more
limiting
minds of
art
think
or
feel
then
too..
there is only one
kind of art and that
is free.. rules are for
cities..
art
is for
free..
and at least
on my blog
a free
village of
my art will
rain as Love
here.. with
reasons
too
my
friend(s)..
and this summarily
describes my online
travel to date as well..;)
10:40 am..
additional poetic responses
to coming Monday Haibun efforts
and poetic comments on the Tuesday
travel prompt will
be included
in the comments
section of this
new post
now..:)
additional poetic responses
to coming Monday Haibun efforts
and poetic comments on the Tuesday
travel prompt will
be included
in the comments
section of this
new post
now..:)
Let’s face
it.. i am
UNSTOPPABLE…
LIKE TITANIUM..
SHOOT ME DOWN
AND I SIMPLY
GROW
LARGER
AND LARGER
IN LIFE AND LIGHT
AND LOVE TOO..
IN REAL LIFE
NOW.. AND
ONLINE
TOO..
HEHE..
LIFE IS
STRANGE BUT
YES GOOD FOR
THOSE WHO SEE IT
IN DARK AND LIGHT
OF ALL THAT IS
ALL
N
ALL
AS GOD
NOW..:)!
it.. i am
UNSTOPPABLE…
LIKE TITANIUM..
SHOOT ME DOWN
AND I SIMPLY
GROW
LARGER
AND LARGER
IN LIFE AND LIGHT
AND LOVE TOO..
IN REAL LIFE
NOW.. AND
ONLINE
TOO..
HEHE..
LIFE IS
STRANGE BUT
YES GOOD FOR
THOSE WHO SEE IT
IN DARK AND LIGHT
OF ALL THAT IS
ALL
N
ALL
AS GOD
NOW..:)!
JUST.. ANOTHER
TREE OF LIFE
FROM ME..;)
TREE OF LIFE
FROM ME..;)
Smiles…
for me
God
comes
for me
on a pristine
and deSOLaTe
bEach.. suGar sAnd..
wAves.. SeagUlls.. eMERald
green gulf.. waving
sea oats God
with me..
AsONe..
not
feeLinG
God as much
in Brick and
Mortar..
the church
in Nature
the church
in people
same for me..
sMilEs aGaiN..
for me
God
comes
for me
on a pristine
and deSOLaTe
bEach.. suGar sAnd..
wAves.. SeagUlls.. eMERald
green gulf.. waving
sea oats God
with me..
AsONe..
not
feeLinG
God as much
in Brick and
Mortar..
the church
in Nature
the church
in people
same for me..
sMilEs aGaiN..
God lives
in all
Alive21..
in all
Alive21..
Written is
Love in the
StOne’s WHeat..:)
Love in the
StOne’s WHeat..:)
11:51.. am
for now..:)
for now..:)
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Smiles.. that is so sweet
of you to leave
me THE Twix
treat
and some
hot chocolate
for all this trick
or treating.. Soheir..
Lovely to hear from you today..
and i am enjoying all of my
nows very much my friend
and always pray and
hope the same
for you..
you are always
welcome here to
say anything you like..
or just say hi how are you..
as i do Love the human
connection.. that
is truly
hard for
me to find
online..
but those
who do
come
ON
OR OFF
LINE..
i
TREASURE
LIKE A PAINTING
OF
LOVE..:)
of you to leave
me THE Twix
treat
and some
hot chocolate
for all this trick
or treating.. Soheir..
Lovely to hear from you today..
and i am enjoying all of my
nows very much my friend
and always pray and
hope the same
for you..
you are always
welcome here to
say anything you like..
or just say hi how are you..
as i do Love the human
connection.. that
is truly
hard for
me to find
online..
but those
who do
come
ON
OR OFF
LINE..
i
TREASURE
LIKE A PAINTING
OF
LOVE..:)
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