Hi SOHEIR.. i appreciate your quick research for a source that describes Fear of God in Islam well it seems..
And there are two particular quotes that caught my eye.. one of which i was able to trace as a Hadith quote contributed by Abdullah ibn Masud
“Paradise is nearer to you than your shoelaces. So is Hell…”
I was almost sure that quote was not directly out of the Kuran.. as it is a better one than the one from the New Testament attributed to Jesus that clearly states that Heaven is NOW.. and not a place one has to wait until after life.. and while it doesn’t clearly state Hell is also a place in life that one does not have to wait to enter until after life.. as discussed already on your site here and mine.. i for one am 100% sure it is.. and i have described that place i entered in detail both here and on my site.. my friend SOHEIR.. anyway.. yes there is good reason to fear Allah in terms of the Hell that is real on this terrestrial plane.. and i for one respect Allah to the degree that i give 100% of my life to Allah so there is no fear for me now.. but as the other quote that i could not find a resource as to who originally reported it… as i am assuming it is part of a Hadith.. as quoted here..
“If the believer had known the amount of the torture and punishment of Allah, nobody would have hoped for Paradise. If the unbeliever had known how much the amount of the mercy of Allah was, no one would have given up hope of His mercy.”
This is also a quote that rings true to me.. that i for one have described in similar metaphors in language.. as i have been to both places.. and i for one can say for sure.. that in Hell.. there is no hope.. and in heaven all there is.. is hope my friend and truly paradise now.. and as a person who had glimpses of heaven from age 3.. and sparks after that as culture and religions i was exposed to took it away.. now that i live there always now.. one can certainly see and feel.. in Allah’s eYes.. that Allah is all merciful.. even when one cannot perceive that if they ever enter hell on earth my friend…
So yes.. there is good reason to stay in balance with Allah my friend.. but this heaven is a place that starts within.. as well as the hell that becomes reality when one goes far out of balance with Allah.. And while there are laundry lists of do’s and don’ts in culture.. some of which help in gaining and maintaining balance with Allah.. neither Christianity or the Islam religion or many others address one of the most important parts of gaining and maintaining that balance my friend.. as that relates to actual physical movement in balance.. as we are temples of God on this terrestrial plane now.. heaven is now and hell is now.. and in truly knowing and feeling this.. one can gain great strides to peace of mind and body balance through the art of movement.. even the Buddhists and Yogis speak to meditation as only a sitting still activity.. where all of God’s Nature moves around us.. and in deciding that human is somehow different in this respect than the rest of Nature Humans ends up separating themselves from God more so by sitting still away from the reality of God in Nature that is always moving now my friend.. it is easy to get stuck in one’s head when living in our modern cultures in school.. office work and such but what this does often is separate ourselves from the Nature that is God in us as a Temple of God.. and in the United States the effect of this is one moving toward a life of empty emotions and empty empathy for other human beings as emotions run through our bodies.. when freely moving in balance and are not something limited to between our ears friend.. people are suffering greatly in separating themselves from Allah’s Nature manifest as us as moving feeling connecting creating creatures.. as reflections of God of Allthatis.. as us my friend as well.. anyway.. the results of this in terms of health is empirically measurable as in the U.S.. morbid obesity is sky rocketing.. school age children.. are assessed type two pre-diabetic.. at rates of 33%.. close to half the adult population is on some kind of prescription pain killer.. for chronic pain that is often somatic in nature from a body that is repressed in human emotions and full of tension.. treating symptoms of pain.. instead of addressing the root problem.. of a mind and body out of balance.. where sitting still stagnating and rotting still in front of screens is a mainstay of even children’s lives who also have skyrocketing rates of psychotropic medications.. treating symptoms now.. instead of treating the root cause of mind and body imbalance as well.. but no my friend.. no bible addresses this adequately as there is still much to learn about a new human condition that is a result of modern technology ways of life that were not present when either the bible or the Kuran was written.. and this my friend is why there will always be new prophets with healing messages from God.. as this experiment of culture is ever changing.. and truly an experiment with no precedent in history.. we can no longer rely on just the politics.. religions.. and philosophies of the past alone.. as if this human species is going to survive as whole.. without much more suffering and misery approaching that place of hell on earth.. even science and medicine will have to change to address the root causes that are truly human beings out of balance with God of All my friend.. all that is seen.. unseen.. felt.. and unfelt now.. or on the other hand we can stay with the prophets.. politicians.. scientists.. priests.. teachers and only books of the past.. go no further.. and just suffer in misery my friend.. Nah.. God didn’t give us brains.. to shut them down.. after this book or that book.. not to adapt to change of the future.. God gifts us rationality.. innate instinct.. and intuition to adapt to the challenge to live in heaven now.. as this place is real and i prove it everynow of my life my friend in LIVING COLOR.. sMiLes.. an open mind AND BODY in Balance iS A path to heaven now and seeing and feeling so much more of God my friend.. Signed your friend Fred.. AN Encyclopedia of God.. alWays GroWinG bigger..:)
Thanks my friend.. and i will end with a little story here.. there was once a woman.. a troubled woman.. very poor.. with a religion named Christianity.. that like Islam.. suggests that adultery is a sin.. worthy of hell fire.. this woman.. innately instinctually and intuitively was empty inside.. with a husband off in another land with the military.. so empty inside.. she was looking for something to feel that emptiness as many humans do.. who are empty inside.. most often it is a troubled childhood with parents who are not there to give touchy feely love to their children.. and perhaps they have smilar problems of this vicious cycle too.. of emptiness my friend.. so this woman.. has different fathers of different children.. adultery was her escape from all encompassing emptiness likely each and every time she strayed.. but it was her innate instinct and intuition of finding something to feel that whole that was behind her straying too.. so no one to blame at this part but her nature as gifted by God.. so this woman did what she could to survive as is.. taking care of her children at hand the best she could that eventually numbered 6.. including 8 or so with miscarriages and such.. yes.. she was a real reproducing machine.. getting the job done.. as best she could adding to the humans of earth.. and her children a diverse group.. with different fathers of course.. the last two children half Pacific Islander.. only photo of their father.. in Arabian clothes with cover on head.. in some kind of costume party clothes.. deep black eyes.. and extremely youthful face for a man he was then.. those children of that man were boy and girl.. twins.. some folks in the local area commented that the little girl looked like an American Indian Princess.. and that little girl grew up.. left home.. and found a nice poor man to marry.. who eventually went kinda crazy from stress himself.. but even when he didn’t wanna stay here on this earth she stood by his side.. never leaving it no matter what as the gift of her father.. she never knew was Unconditional Love.. and from her Granny too.. as her mother was very troubled when she was young.. of course.. anyway.. the fact is.. if she was born in many Muslim Countries of that time.. early on a decade or so before those twin then.. Because of her mental illness related condition.. and her open adultery.. she would have potentially been imprisoned.. or at worst stoned for her behavior.. with no doubt.. so what this means.. is that beautiful young Indian American looking princess would have never been born.. and God’s plan for the young man after he recovered from his problems would have never met fate.. as he would have never survived his illness without the help of his Wife with no legal or Christian marriage father.. So that man lives today my friend.. as a result of that Mother who looked for Love to fill an empty space.. whose only reward was having a child who would never age.. at least until age 45 as is proof and evidence in her photos today.. from the time she married that man.. at age 19.. a miracle of God is she.. and proof.. of who is right or wrong.. God or prophets of old and new my friend… God works in mysterious ways.. people who do not continue to listen to those mysterious ways and change.. for the better will face the consequences of hell here on earth my friend.. same story as always.. just different characters now.. my friend..:)
SMiLes.. thank you for your story my friend.. and i understand the different ways that the Islam religion is practiced.. depending on the political structure and understanding of the religion.. and obviously a kinder gentler version where you live.. but truly there should be a book where there are no confusions my friend.. humans.. many of them.. just do not have the Capability and or the learning to understand the simplest of human metaphors in poetic way of heARt speech.. even some poets.. even some technically popular poets too.. in the online world i find.. anyway.. always room for a kinder gentler courageous way.. but it does not come with the sword.. or back of hand or whip.. it comes with Love iN HeARt my friend.. the other place away from human hell now.. some folks need the truth and liGht spoon fed to them like little children.. and some folks never get that as children on an individual and societal basis.. there lies the start of the lies my friend.. from early childhood.. and the sins of the fathers and mothers who were once misled and misguided children… It takes constant never ending work to even scratch the surface of that vicious cycle of hell here on earth.. but we Must try if we hope..:)
SMiLes again.. my friend SOHEIR and thank you for all the inspiring discussion here on your site.. Aggression.. Violence.. and Wars have a place with tribal ruled humans but never ever a place iN LOVE.. WheRe Human iS ruled by LOVE.. The place of no fear and hate.. related emoTioNs.. And true that place did not live as country.. politics.. philosophy.. religion or science.. wHere Muhammad or Jesus lived or many places around the world now.. i for one now. need no sword but hands and feet to walk upright and strong with the gift of Kind and Courageous Love.. Swords are for weaker children of God whEre i live but of course i am blessed as such.. differently than either historical reports of Jesus.. Muhammad.. and many others.. then and now.. in other words.. perhaps then.. i may have been very handy with a sword too.. but for now.. no swords necessary.. just feats of feet and hands that can kick some butt.. with ease.. if need be in small skirmishes for freedom.. my friend.. but wHere i live walking tall and strong with courageous Love.. is the only sword i’ve ever needed really.. with a few skirmishes of hands and feat.. and the stronger i get.. and taller i walk.. with kind and courageous love wHere i live at least.. the necessity for actual skirmishes to retain my freedoms becomes less and less.. if all men and women were like me.. in this regard of training in physical effort.. of confidence my friend.. there would be no tribal wars.. as each man and women would be confident enough to live in Peace with kind and courageous Love instead of strife my friend.. but no.. no book is enough it takes practice.. truly in martial arts.. an art that all our ancestors naturally did as a way of life before they no longer heard the call of God to walk tall.. with kind and courageous love.. no different that Lions on the Savannah very close to where you live in Egypt my friend.. SOHEIR.. as we close out here on 3 thousand or so more words.. on this 21st day of January.. pleasant dreams of night now peace my friend.. my day is just getting stArted with ART of LOVE.. STRONG..:)
And Now you Are a Poet too.. SMiLes With greater Dreams..:)
My Life is my book.. My Heaven is my book.. My Happiness is my book.. My Refuge is my book.. Hello again.. my friend..:)
SMiLes.. my Friend.. gigoid.. Reality is only as courageous and kind… fearful and hateful.. as we make it.. i go to the Cinderella school for fellas and make it Courageous and Kind.. it’s kinda funny.. don’t you feel it… but in some so-called God fearing places.. people rule on the basis of fearful and hateful instead of Courageous and Kind.. for JusT Now..
Now that’s ironic.. TRuLY IRONiC iN DaRK AND LIgHT..
God is the devil of fearful and hateful in hell.. in some countries.. religions and or cultures.. or and individuals..
And God is an Angel.. hmm.. in no countries.. no religions.. and no cultures that are really big at least.. this tends to only happen on an individual ‘Miley Sirius’ Basis.. i mean Cyrus.. the dog star of truth… for now at least..
Bonobos are an exception as they live all of life in accordance with the innate.. instinctual and intuitive Love of Mind and Body Balance in regulating emotions.. integrating senses.. hmm.. including SENsualiTy in the mix of the LOVING TOUCH BIG TIME AS IT WERE AND STILL IS WITH REaLLY ALL BODY TOUCHY FEELY LOVE.. bottom line is it works.. but oops.. Bonobos are not humans so we have still not evolved to tHeir higher standard of Animal Love.. but more likely we have devolved epigeneticAlly speaking.. in just one lifetime through the virus.. of Cultures.. Religions and Countries that are big.. overall.. hmm… but OMG.. Country.. Culture.. and Religions rule humans through the almighty force of the politics of human tribal instinct to conserve resources for survival.. wheRe humans are born into a fight and flight state of survival.. to go to school.. with no reward but learning for 12 to 18 or who knows even 21 years.. to gain subsistence.. for shelter.. food.. drink.. and sure a mate.. if one is so inclined to reproduce some more humans to come into the hell of nows.. overall.. for most folks it seems.. at least headed in that direction for now.. Anyway.. it’s quite a compliment to suggest that we humans are related to Bonobos.. and perhaps our ancestors were as hairy.. and Loving as them.. and perhaps innately instinctually and intuitively we are too.. without the virus of Country.. Culture and Religions too.. but i do Love Toilet Paper.. a Warm Bed.. and me some Hot Water to shower at the end of the day.. so the human card is filled with the potential of a greatest Heaven now if we get our innate instinct and intuition all involved as our reality too.. in mind and body balance like the friendly super sexy Bonobos too.. by the way.. Miley Cyrus is one of my favorite modern Bonobo humans.. she is not afraid to swing through the air.. with a tear in her eye all naturale as much as YouTube will allow for now for Love my friend.. meanwhile.. there are the hater chimpanzees among us.. who still rape and pillage.. as sure there is the epigenetic potential for us to be either devil or angel.. but angels in heaven now.. there ain’t nothing great as that reality my friend.. as we are the reality that cares.. once star dust.. now the magic of Love incarnate as human being Angels.. and that is real my friend.. in the real heaven that can be now.. oh.. but the work.. the practice.. never ending to find it and stay here my friend is a never ending story of NOW that goes on…for NOW..:)
Back to dVerse now for one more link to the 44 word Quadrille Dancing verb poems.. a prompt of poeTry that continues on through Sunday…:)
Dancing addictions feed what’s missing.. now.. not just related to drugs.. food.. sex.. or gambling dice.. new behavioral addictions ranging from video games to other modern screen addictions.. new poison of human mind and body balanCinG soUls.. danCinG feet die under screen feats.. ‘scream’……….!
PS.. Love iS MisSinG..:)
Back at 6:17 pm.. 1222016 with one more Quadrille link..
sMiLes.. dancing with Jesus.. iS a fine way to move.. sadly many folks talk the talk.. but never ever truly dance the dance of Jesus danCinG iN Truth and liGht.. setting uS free.. am i an only one seeing yoUr dance partner.. heir apparent..:)
And now off to dVerse Open Link Thursday.. where almost anything goes.. with PoeTry.. except for me.. of course in full form.. but happily most people let me share my short stuff in real time stream of conscious poeTry writing in mostly micro expression ways.. on their sites that are copied here.. and as always the few who turn me away.. are only copied and pasted here.. and identified with asterisks so i for one will have a record of who inspired what where or when.. as empirical analysis in rational thinking is important to exercise as well with heARt of poeTry.. deep deep inside the human soUl.. expresSinG emoTion as SpiRit iN a miNd and boDy BalanCinG SoUl for now.. JUST now in the greatest present that is all that is NOW..:)
WeLL.. from a male perspective this rings true of course too.. Now.. when males come up to me exciting dancing women.. them not realizing i am almost old enough to be their grand daddy.. just in it for the exercise.. asking me how many times i scored and i’m F E E LiNG no.. you will.. never ever gain.. a wife like mine.. so many lessons to come for you.. if they come.. at aLL.. ever..:)
A feeLinG Chalice without gold am i.. then and now.. heArt sTiLL iS aLL that reAlly CouNTS..:)
* All tied up.. i never knew that possible without rope.. but without miNd and boDy balance.. the miNd has little relative free will to control a body.. so tension comes unrehearsed as dancing partner of change.. as stress will dance solo in pulls of muscle that never let go.. so finAlly my body taught my mind to relax fully relax in balance.. but it was a lesson of the body teaching the mind as the body iS smArter iN Feeling.. it takes art to truly move in balance.. it never comes fully until the words let go.. so in other words the short cuts to balance are far far away from lessons.. guidelines or any kind of school for moves.. one step balances the other.. i suggest one step in reverse too.. the rest will come naturAlly with continuous lifelong practice.. the body feels best in miNd and boDy balance… Words for all practical intents and purposes just retard potential.. those who move without rules on sidewalks of life.. move as Art never limited by lines and angles.. eventually spiraling no different reAlly than greatest grand daddy and grand mamma we feel.. the Milky Way SpiRaling iN art of US NOW..:)
* Kinda sad.. it is.. but my cat Yellow boy taught me more lessons of life.. after i removed allergies from my being to have a cat inside.. yes.. Yellow boy taught me more lessons about life.. than 18 years of school.. and over 30 years of work.. and 55 years of religion.. simply ’cause Yellow Boy ain’t full of shit and now we share.. feel.. and kNow.. the REAL AND SamE GOD OF NATURE.. little yellow boy savior.. BIGGER SAVE ME..:)
Moving Art sining sensual feelings so much further iNtricacies sKin share danCinG hands and fingers iN feat of Love now..:)
*sinGinG sensual.. freUdian sLip of inK i guess..;)
WeLL.. sounds liKe peRhaps thE Wild and Free Appaloosa iS now changing into Thor upon a horse.. at least in my imag i NaTioN alWays set free.. legEnds sinG free upOn ride oF wiLd horSes..:)
WeLL.. Gemini heRe stuck in the middle of twins on June 6th.. now directly in-between two cusps.. tWin pillars of endless possibilities.. who couldn’t be optimistic born so close to the Summer Solstice iN the middle of Summer.. forecast on the 20th until the Doctor reels me in early.. so he then can go on vacation way.. anyway.. 6660 is a miGhty symbolic number.. no less and more.. it is what it is.. and add in the 1 and 9 of 1960.. comes complete oNe standinG tAll and 9 fAcing 6.. anyWay.. patterns and free associaTions are now certainly.. my thing too..:)
Oh.. one of my favorite things to do is wriTinG psalmlets oF Nature.. wheRe God lives everywHere aLL at one now.. so comforting to be here now aLL wITh GOD.. and nicely expresSinG sentiments of God.. you bRinG here as weLL.. my friend..:)
Seven is enough for now.. break for flesh and blood real world activities.. on a very rainy day sTill fuLL of joY alWays NOW..:)
4:57 pm.. 1212016 11:04 pm.. 1222016 and back again.. with 7 down and 26 more to go to get caught up for now..:)
* Poems of Whitman travel near and far.. from human sKin to Nature dreams.. but never limited by opinions of other dreams.. a lesson we could all dream from with no expectations but dreams now as they frUitrue..:)
SomewHere deep in a WinTery cave.. timeless ageless trapped in now.. a draGon dreams of anotHeR evernow.. that’s more than yesternow.. a pLace wHere DragoNs free tHeir WinGs..:)
Candle HeArts SinG sweet refRains.. WinTer ways.. FroZen snowy flames.. North Breeze blows pyRinG briGhter fiRes.. liFe grows liGht.. dArkest ashes pass..:)
Flame inside human Growing bright from birth… school now fills this place with data more than heARt.. input more from devices.. electric gLows.. oh.. wheRe does human soUl go.. when trapped iN 4 iNch SCREAM..:)
SMiLes.. A smARt ass beats a dead ass.. any time now.. but sure.. THen there iS sacrifice.. iS.. as well.. for onLy flesh and blood.. and of course that sTill leaves a mes Sage too.. iN sTill refRAin..:)
GreaTest difference between human and other animals now.. iS.. one feels tHeir place.. and the other only knows the place.:)
Living Nature Broken homes.. one dies one grows.. Pyramid dust.. leaves green.. Tree of Life.. kNOwledge Tree.. dead..:)
Struggle primitive.. ancestor strong.. sHell now.. back bOne.. gOne..:)
* Words becoming Love leaving feeling behind.. words loving leave.. feeling remaining free and true.. it’s not the thought that counts feeling free..:)
* WeLL.. like FoRrest Gump says.. if ya wanna escape the past ya run iN the future now.. i dance instead and alWays live dance now.. in steps and SonG of poeTry too..:)
side note begins.. And thIS bRinGS me to my next poInt.. onLine is a strange place of cold souls i often find.. a place where text replaces faces.. grins.. frowns.. vocal smiLes and laughter wHere symbols for non-verbal expresSioN.. drown out the human touch and feel of life more and more.. and sometimes just a word mis- understood.. can be the basis.. to erase.. but of course.. who cares.. any way when theRe is no human face.. and people wonder why i show my face online so much.. haha! WTF FTW i am a FUCKING HUMAN AND i FUCKING SHOW MY FACE.. i am more than black and white text.. mostly on a Fking white screen.. of SCREAM!.. AND truly it’s funny.. no it’s sad.. yes… it’s funny too.. but not in a haha! way.. rarely ever do people who SHOW THEIR PRESENT FACE iN Avatars.. treat other humans as less than human in the poeTry world online.. most people on Facebook are human more or less.. as at least they show their face..:)
Inspired by a person who lets me post nice comments on their site.. but deletes them.. for whatever reason.. with nary an explanation to me.. but that’s okay.. i check back now.. to see if folks delete that after the fact.. just so.. i myself will no longer comment there.. since they are too timid.. just to ask me not to.. or even explain what their issue even is with me.. but sure.. there could be many reasons for that.. heHE.. posting HERE is always the solution.. for me at least.. as it IS a FREE WORLD AT LEAST.. UNCENSORED FOR INSPIRATION.. NOW AT LEAST..:) side note/rant/vent/dis/Gust.. ends…
Feelings die iN clothes of old and new.. words fade in new and old world clothes oF dying feelings..:)
iN every shell of cell exists a memory of dna.. that tales A tell of chain of us from now to SonG of big bang(s).. old and new.. a Nautilus SinGs sOft sheLL SonG forevernow..:)
Bird of soaRinG heiGhts.. Bird of balance iN Beauty’s gRace.. Bird fALLing riSinG.. Grace iN bal ance middle NoWways oF Peace..:)
Well.. that’s a fresh dozen of thirteen.. leaving another Baker’s dozen.. for Saturday morning.. as rest for morrow comes peace iN balance now..:) 1:02 am 1232016… Back at 12:12 pm..
FroZen iN tHe DArkest Oceans now oF uS.. exiSts SpRinG StreAms of Consciousness riSinG uP.. breaKing throuGh sHeets of iCe oF US.. Free.. noW FlYinG HiGheR alWaYs..:)
Too often happiness is thought of in words or silence as a state of mind over body.. for me at least.. i must dance free without instruction.. to ever catch boDy back up to miNd iN balanCe.. wHere theRe can be a peaceful eye now oF Hurricane.. in a dance so complex to the outer eye.. but ease internAlly wITh a boDy that feels how.. without any human words at aLL.. magic iS possiBle but free iS magic.. dance.. to me.. @lEast..:)
THere was a now.. not just a short now.. nows of 66 months all.. wHere ALL noise was overwhelming. until i sOught the abLiTy to find quiEt inside.. now iN even raving crowds of hundreds of people dancing slower than i.. the i inside.. is a peaceful eye of Hurricane that is now i… First theRe was years now rest.. then.. constant Re.. creaTioN wHere i iS impervIOUs to ALL OUTSIDE..:)
SMiLes.. all most all religions.. have a common denominator that we have the truth and ‘you’ don’t and haha.. while the 7 chakra thingy.. is certainly a flavor of the new age thingy.. just another way of focusing on anything but a way of being stuck in our frigging heads.. even better yet is forgetting all words.. just dance FREE.. and come to the realization that we are an inFiniTe UniVerse as fractal reflection of the whole.. wheRe every cell iS an infinitE chakRa of never ending chaKras beyOnd ceLLs beyonD aToms sImply inFiniTy floWinG like a River iS what we are.. but no.. i for one wiLL never have the last word.. oN any of thiS.. and anyone who thInks they do.. are a piece of dUSt who canNot see the flea sucKing the life giving blood of a dog nAmeD G O D..;)
Oh by the way.. Love this!!! Brilliant!!! Well Penned!!! Excellent!!! Superb!!! Perfect!!! Nice!!! Great!!! OH! YOU are just the best F in poet ever….;)
Haha..! don’t bLame you for NOT wasting your time now commenting on most dVerse poet’s sites.. and iN general.. all over the E- world now.. wHere shalLow reigns kinG of i..;)
My badge of honor is not receiving a comment like that on anything i’ve ever written.. except for one time where a person on a completely different site named me as the ‘Perfect Definition of God’.. but that site was named the ‘Wrong Planet’.. and they actuAlly meant iT iN a F iN deeper way than empty platitudes.. of come over and like my stuff too..;)
Yeah.. it’s kinda like religion.. wHere at the end of life.. the person with the most FB Likes.. and $1.99 E- books sold gets to go to heaven.. hehe.. while some of us are here NOW alReaDy juSt doin’ iT now! HA! HA!x2.. [/sarcasm.. saTire.. fuLL iN ToW].. for Now..;)
When i was young.. haha.. all the way to 53.. i dreamed of creativity.. yeah.. something that came out of the inside of me.. not orchestrated by instructions outside.. like that one era i composed a free floWinG piano SonG at age 47 with zero thoughts.. instructions..ugh.. guidelines.. then.. or pre-planned actions at all.. i’m afraid that science of art kills art almost all togetHer.. and ‘trust me’.. E-scaPinG science was the job of JOB for me.. and it’s the reaSoN i do not lInk at dVerse anymore.. as i already escaped my life of THAT before.. Art is Free to me.. but sure.. science before.. as well.. it’s okay to visit science.. but i sure never wanna live there again.. friend..;)
Well.. it’s 1:27 pm.. still 41F degrees of Crisp Azure blue North Florida skies.. cAlling me to hell yes.. EScape the science of this keyboard too.. as theRe ain’t nothing like the Art.. of free floWinG all Naturale.. as they say.. dance with Sun and SAnd.. yeah.. hmm.. the 41F degrees iS a little challenge but the SUn alWAys wArms my head at lEast iN Florida.. cold from head to toe.. in dance of human free with God of allthatis Nature free as well reAlly WeLL too.. back later.. to finish this up.. before it’s time to dance more iN DANCE SHOPPING A WEEKEND STAYCATION ALWAYS NOW FREE AS FREE CAN BE FOR ME FOR NOW AT LEAST..:)
Back at 3:13pm.. and all chilled out and warmed up same..;)
SMiLes.. moon.. mountain tops.. bottoms of mile deep oceans.. novelty to visit.. but here i staycation free.. and every once iN a while.. even escape words.. as words can be Novel too.. hehE.. wITh wInks..:)
27″ inch iMac.. globe of world.. vanilla flavored metal file cabinet.. Statues of Greek Gods’esses’ Hebes and Apollo stand watch atop a lap-top computer.. in front of 24″ window.. and the saddest pArt of aLL so far away from ART iS School and Work for so many people is a metal file cabinet that relatively speaKing is dead and stays the same.. With Infinity staring now back from the WiNdow.. i’m here for the essence of Apollo and Hebes and forget the rest.. when i E-SCAPE to InFiniTy FREE..:)
sMiLes.. AND so iroNic.. so many ‘people’ and ‘artists’ too.. pRaise the different unTil tHey actuAlly ENCOUNTER iT.. In REAL life.. different scares at least half the population and most of them rarely confront it.. other than E-scaping it… Now.. that’s okay.. as that too is human nature.. oh.. ah.. but to be totAlly open-minded iS to have the Hawk’s view.. no matter iF spiRaLinG the SuN iS StRange or not..;)
SMiLes.. my friend.. two worlds heRe below above but sAMe sTill.. one feeling.. one symbol.. dance iS feeLinG.. words try tHeir best..:)
Divine iN uS.. she lives In he and her.. as SpiRit HeARt emoTioNs unfettered by concrete grounds that siNk.. the soUl now miNd and BoDy balance to millstone below.. ocean dark.. sHe iS strong RiSinG iN ocean dance.. Us SprinGinG forward forever now.. young the spiRit sHe never ages iN uS FREE as dance wE NOW..:)
Love alWays comes back.. lets go.. alWays comes back.. calLinG cALLs LOVE..:)
Dancing deep iN sOUl uS.. emoTions SpiRit relEase miNd BoDy balancE.. musiC oF Us SonG free steps come next ExpresSinG heARts noW DanCe ALive..:)
SMiLes.. no one FEELS balance like the equator of us.. caring more for the feeling and hell with the knowing appearance.. all that’s real is the mustard for now.. for those of us who cut iT iN EQual pARt..:)
And yeah.. i read it like Shawna did too.. but.. i have an ‘active’ now imaGiNatTon like hers too and sure a dog covered iN mustard now and then too..;)
Ah.. the lost and found books of life.. stoRinG memories of lost pages.. and words.. finding words to write.. what a deliGht.. i am now a porto- book bLog.. wheREver i go.. digital art ya free the words of me wHere digit of finger and keyboard become OnE..:)
SAdly.. modern science shows perhaps there is no solution for ‘this’.. as addiction seems to most often be the lacking end result of connections of feeling connections with others.. the real elixir in actuAlly feeling each other that never connects where the garden of Love is not literAlly then established in a bRain of young to live old so free as LOVE.. there are no winners when Love is not the Garden of Youth.. my friend.. iT seems…
OH Lord.. 5:44 pm.. all caught up now.. almost time to publish now.. but Dance Shopping first.. to get out of this screen!..;) i mean SCREAM!..;) KATRINA SAYS GET THE F iN FRED OFF OF THAT COMPUTER NOW PLEASE!!!!!!… WITH HER HANDS NOW AROUND mY NECK!!!!!!!!!! NOW F.. iN..FRED.. TICKLiNG ME!!
Hi.. gigoid.. thanks so much for stopping by.. and like a cat who still plays with his or her toys… public stores.. the gym.. and even Rave Dance is my playground.. all that is in the environment are potential targets for play.. and yes.. the stakes are high as far as missing and collateral damage goes.. but now moving on to 4700 miles of doing this now in around 29 months.. as they say practice makes muscle memory automatic.. where it’s kinda like driving a car on the Interstate now.. but MUCH MORE FUN.. AS YA get the human interaction to go along with it.. ranging.. from excitement.. to chagrin to perhaps down right terror but i filter who i am around very carefully and steer far away from the potential timid customers.. as that is how one keeps their ballet and martial arts-like dance privileges in the general public but the more graceful i get in doing it.. the more obvious it is i am not a budding nut as it were or is for now.. hehe.. anyway.. the miNd and boDy balance i have now compared to the other four decades of my life is incredible.. there just ain’t nothing like being totally grounded to earth iN balance WitH gravity secure.. safe with trust in allthatis.. and as long as my Karma is Good to Go no need to fear the wrath of what is in terms of action and consequence.. i keep it going positive to keep allthatis answering back positive as well.. it is like reality and me are best friends now.. without a doubt to me at least.. but of course my sensitivities to all of Nature are ramped up like an atomic bomb at peace.. sMiles.. life is fun that’s all i kNow for me.. but yes.. still with compassion as i know that other place all too well from the past.. i’m gonna stay in heaven.. if Karma has anything to say about that my friend.. with blessings and peace and Unconditional Courageous and Kind Love.. as is for Now.. Happy now friend.. be seeing ya all around of course.. online.. and yes.. there is not much i miss.. hehe.. anywheRe my travels take me.. and of course i usuAlly leave a gift wheRever i go.. and just look forward to the next destination of joy or challenge with CON FI DENCE.. in reaLiTy NOW..:)
Hi.. Friend Zee.. thanks for coming by and enjoying my endless azure blue North Florida Winter skies with me today.. and oh Goodness.. yesterday was a real downpour.. where my dance parking lot was all flooded out.. and i even have updated photos of that in this blog post now.. as a counterpart to all those amazing blue skies.. and i suppose one reason why i am happy all the time here.. is it can break for Summer time and clear skies all year.. really for at least a few days here and there.. and it is kinda nice to finally be getting some cool temperatures for a change in season.. anyway.. hope you have a lovely weekend as well.. friend Zee..:)
Faceboook friend Rafiah.. shares a photo of a group of women in a classroom attending Government College Women University in Sialkot.. Pakistan…
Wondering if that is Ms. Rafiah.. the only one wearing a pink burka theRe.. thinking.. yes.. better than one in two odds.. now.. and also curious if Pakistan provides this women’s only college education for free.. and it must be kinda lonely there without any males.. but maybe not.. as females are cooler anyway.. in my book.. at least..:)
Haha you guessed right, like always. You are smart. It’s not a free university but the fee is minimal. There was a male there, a professor. I was very happily surprised that day, he said and told some very amazing things, the kind of things I often Wonder about and I felt kind of special that day like it was a good sign from Allah. smile emoticon heart emoticon And that’s not a burka, its a chadder/dupata. Google the difference. wink emoticon grin emoticon That’s your favorite thing to do. grin emoticon
Hmm.. you kNow.. i never really found out for sure.. whether that was you or your sister in the thumbs up photo.. but even though it looks like a child sized person.. overall.. like your little sister.. yes.. i remember that your are compact.. and that is okay.. but yes.. you have very big eyes in that Pink Dupatta.. so i’m thinking Rafiah is the thumbs up girl in the Grey and Black Patterned Burka.. with the very big feminine eyes in her profile photo.. and Wiki says.. the Dupatta is a South Asian woman’s modest form of dress.. where it can also be worn as a cape.. like a fashion statement.. and sometimes i forget that Pakistan used to be part of India until it was divided up.. so women in India wear this form of modest dress as well… and yes.. when i was in College i had a male instructor in philosophy that made me feel like i was getting special information associated with God from him.. as well.. so i can relate to that special feeling too.. that was back in 1978.. and after that i didn’t worry quite as much of all about what culture said i was supposed to do and be.. hmm.. for at a little while anyway.. as enlightenment like that can come and go to.. with additional cultural demands like working several more decades and dealing with that.. but yes.. i am running on.. here.. rambling as usual.. but not only is Googling different stuff one of my favorite things to do.. but also.. talking to my dear and very sweet friend.. Rafiah.. from Pakistan.. who i always get withdrawals from if i don’t talk to her at least every several days apart.. so thanks for answering my questions.. and i’m glad University has minimal cost there so many women can attend.. but OMG.. University here is tremendously expensive.. i’m lucky i had scholarships and financial help or i would have never obtained my three degrees way back in 1983.. no way i could have afforded to go.. with the prices the way they are today.. as my Mother was way too poor to send me.. and my father always promised too.. like he promised to visit us too.. that never happened toward the end of his life.. but that is another story.. and i guess this one is long enough for now.. sMiLes and see ya later.. friend Rafiah..:)
Hahaha thats me in the the thumbs up photo. wink emoticon Universities here too are costly, but luckily mine is cheap one. Philosophy is my favorite.
WeLL.. If philosophy iS yoUr favorite.. Yes.. wonder.. we are friends.. ‘Socrates’.. And yes.. i am ‘Plato’ and welcome to the third cave.. wInks.. Signs.. a Clown..smile emoticon
It is my favorite, but unfortunately i am not well read and aware about the subject as I want to. I dont get the time. But may be in future. smile emoticon
Smiles.. my friend.. KNowing and feeling you.. i’m sure you will as all the resources are available.. free.. online.. smile emoticon
Fiction and literature have become the need now.
The human seeks to be free.. iN art over science..smile emoticon
Oh by the way.. i wore my green elemental chemistry shirt again.. So free as art of science now..smile emoticon
Rafiah.. shares this Ted Talk Video in problems.. BIG PROBLEMS.. FOLKS HAVE IN UNDERSTANDING THE ORIGINAL INTENT OF THE ISLAM KURAN..
There is a nature of human that can discern the subtle in life.. in metaphors of beauty.. and there is a Nature of human that mostly sees literal and concrete.. and there lies the problem in both truth and lies.. in infinite ways of seeing meanings in words… as at essence all words are only metaphors for the essence of Truth and LiGht.. and i’ve explained this before.. to both concrete thinkers and true original artists.. one says it’s gibberish.. and the other understands it as crystal.. clear.. as a running brook.. of knowledge and FEELING that never ends.. and that is obviously where Muhammad was.. until someone concrete set him in hate.. and that is what concrete thinkers do best.. as they often.. can neither feel or express the human emotion of Love that would never ever.. harm another hair on Allah’s head.. unjustified of course.. problem is.. though.. books are only as good as the message they deliver.. so half the audience or so.. misses the message.. as in reality and human nature about half the audience is mostly concrete thinkers beyond the potential of poetic art of heARt.. that’s free.. and most all True Poets connect to the words of the UniVersal Poet.. that sure.. we can name as Allah.. or whatever we like.. as the essence iS REAL.. and paintings of all types.. including words.. more beautiful in Arabic of course.. attempt to capture the essence of the UniVersal Poet iN Art.. one doesn’t have to read that to see it.. IF they see further than concrete squares and angles that restrict beauty to sidewalks of life.. both in concrete and words.. my friend.. but the bottom line is this.. no one will ever truly read the Kuran or the Bible unless they speak the language of the original text.. so we Americans are more or less left out of the entire ‘shooting match’ of real as is.. so that is why i write my own.. as i neither speak the original message of either of those languages outside of English.. there was never ever a THE ONLY son of God in the Greek text of the bible.. before.. the translation of that from what was before.. it was A son of God.. but of course.. it was to someone’s advantage to promote Jesus into an office he never claimed.. so as most always the concrete thinkers.. twist the words to their concrete advantage.. and Love is what gets left hitchhiking the meaning of life.. outside of the book.. of greater Truth and LiGht as originAlly intended.. but it is next to impossible to get anyone who has a mind set in concrete to budge an inch.. as quite frankly they are scared to live.. anywhere else but lies.. the human condition.. amazing.. and scary as literal hell.. in dreams and nightmares of human imagination.. both concrete and metaphor.. still now..:)
My friend from Facebook.. matter of fact.. my very first friend from Facebook.. who was the only one who could understand me.. first.. during my incredible stint with assessed permanent lifelong disabilities.. in both legal and medical terms.. shares the article link above.. she is also on the Autism Spectrum.. but doesn’t want her friends to know.. so i keep her name anonymous.. when i’ve talked about her in the past.. anyway.. the Autism Spectrum was a non-issue compared to the other issues of disability i faced.. and the ‘sick woman’ article linked above is a societal stress related condition that can befall any canary in the coal mine in society and is befalling so-called normal born folks too.. as society continues to grow more insane in what it expects humans to be as more machine than human.. just like cogs in a machine with heArt that continues to be repressed and oppressed.. by most all cultural ways that come now… anyway this is my response to her share on FB.. Invisible disabilities.. are among the most difficult challenges in life.. as sure i can relate for 66 months.. as a ‘sick woman’.. and in my early 20’s as well.. as hard as that might be for folks to believe now.. on the polar opposite end of that spectrum.. and yeah sure.. so-called technical bi-polar disorder as well.. so yes.. recovery is possible too.. as i for one had zero hope for that before.. and i for one.. feel that chronic social stress.. and stress in general.. can be the root ’cause of much of this.. but the question remains.. how does one escape.. i was fortunate.. to be practically a lawyer too.. to win my own case from the start.. with zero help from anyone else.. for disability benefits.. where folks around me told me.. just pull up your boot straps.. things could be worse.. yeah.. sure.. two years before i was diagnosed with the suicide disease.. the worst pain known to humankind.. type two Trigeminal Neuralgia.. a totally invisible disorder that only the person who has it can see..with a dentist drill without any painkiller that will work.. in one’s face.. and in my case.. my eye and ear.. and 18 other disorders.. many auto-immune related.. the system is favored toward the intellectually smart.. the fate for a person.. who does not have that gift.. is often one.. as homeless… or worse… it’s way too complicated.. for the average person to navigate.. and that is the part that is also far from fair or justice…
SMiLes.. my friend.. Zee.. the greaTest Love/Empathy.. iN my opinion.. does come from the challenges of life.. the stress.. disorder.. and even the bullies of life.. who will tell us.. we do not deserve to exist.. sadly.. some folks turn to darkness.. when these challenges come.. but for those who never give up.. even if.. there are no little voices from Loving people who can see the liGht iN a homeless person from this earth of cultures that no longer match the eYes of Wisdom that can come through the victory instead of vengeance over life’s dArk.. with LiGht.. the human SpiRit to survive is great.. and pARt of why the greaTEst liGhts of human often come from the dArkest challenges that we all face to some degree.. and perhaps the greaTEst challenge is not being challenged enough.. as there is no bliss as great as the Victory of liGht that conquers dARk.. wheRe one even understands and forgives those who continue to ignore or transgress the survivors among us.. who die hard and are still energizer bunnies.. with greater liGht than ever before.. you are a liGht my friend.. now who continues to grow.. and wheRever i see this liGht i for one do not let go of that friendship iN liGht.. my friend.. Zee.. and sure.. sometimes i have to travel literAlly thouSands of miles iN a split second to find iT online with great fortune as well.. and that’s the best thing about online.. it is a big small world now.. to find those who can at least relate to different challenges and survival.. now in liGht..:)
So easy it was for me.. before my middle age illnesses to express Love.. at least with my eyes.. before shades became a necessary accessory to painfully/comfortably see in life.. and the statement about the inevitable coldness of life in later age.. as far as feeling worse.. does not seem to apply to some folks.. and my father was one of those.. who refused to stress or worry.. for he was simply fearless.. and perhaps in part that came from the challenge of working in Law Enforcement for 46 years.. but his identical twin brother seemed the same.. in cool James Bond style of everything was A-okay in life.. but of course not saying he was a perfect man.. as he had very little ability to express emotions.. but there were times that i wished so much to trade my love for his fearless way of being.. as Lord knows my anxiety was every bit as strong as my Love through most of life.. in a vague way of being uncomfortable in my own skin.. while my father always wore his as the most leisure of suits.. hmm.. getting that fearless pArt is truly the complement of Love that works.. and my father never really looked old in terms of fragility.. to his dying day standing up strong.. at age 81.. whereas i by that time had already practically seen death and life worse than the weakest invalid in any nursing home before age 48.. but still.. theRe iS Love.. oh.. the gift of Love.. but i suppose with fearless one may not have to fall to the illusory fears of culture and life in general.. so i guess Fearless and Love iN many ways tie.. as equal virtues of Life.. the Fearless allows one to live long and prosper and the Love allows one to live well iN being iN balance without the fear.. iN Magic.. and no my father’s life was not magic.. it was just peace.. and that is a goal that most folks these days never even find.. without a fathom of what living in the magic of Fearless Love is really like.. no different than any heaven i for one can imagine now.. so.. here’s a toast to no illusory Fears with Love.. the bread and water of magic life when mixed iN balanCinG pArtS.. and as far as politics goes.. as science shows now.. humans are innately conservative or liberal.. and they vote with their nature moreover the individual merits or failures of the political system at hand.. i do my duty to vote.. but politics is a soap opera that is rather easy to catch up on.. every six months or so.. to find that nothing much has changed as far as real substance.. the endless conflict that WILL NEVER BE RESOLVED.. for the nature of the human conservative vs.. open mind.. is a mindless past time to consume.. to escape other issues of life.. but knowing.. the inevitable outcome will not change.. finally… as yes it took me somenows.. to figure out human nature more completely.. is enough for me to consider politics.. as not different.. than the flower that fades and colors alternately in the seasons of the year.. i for one am born SUPER LIBERAL.. in most every way.. and i for one.. live in a SUPER CONSERVATIVE AREA.. AND NATION in general.. where hardly anyone can understand my ways of life.. but hey.. the reward is the Nirvana.. a gift i wish i could give everyone else.. but not a gift that most folks even care to take or possibly undertand exists for now.. it does.. now.. and i for one prove what is possible.. whether anyone listens to heaven or not.. it is real now.. for me at least.. as hell was before.. i can never afford for one second to believe that anything is impossible and that state of mind is the possibilities of the state of now in positive mindset that makes the fruition of the heaven i experience now as REAL AS HELL BEFORE.. so much in religion is true.. if folks can get past all the tribal stuff of myths and vehicles and vessels as such that house the truth and liGht.. and also sadly ’cause much division.. aggression.. violence.. and oh MY GOD WORLD WAR III THAT SOME SO-CALLED GOD FEARING FOLKS ARE LOOKING FORWARD TOO.. TO END THE WORLD NOW.. I DON’T USE THE F WORD VERY MUCH BUT THAT IS FUCKING INSANITY BUT SADLY MOST EVERYONE WHERE I LIVE THAT ONE TALKS TO ON THE STREET IS LOOKING FORWARD TO THE FUCKING END OF THE WORLD.. the conservative state of mind.. is truly a dangerous one.. that would wish for annihilation through the paraphrasing of a several thousand year old book.. ’cause someone told ’em it is true.. OH MY GOD.. FUCKING DOLPHINS ARE INCREDIBLY SMARTER THAN HUMANS.. THEY CAN BOTH ELIMINATE PREDATOR SHARKS.. AND NOT WISH TO DIE AT THE SAME TIME.. ENJOYING LIFE NOW.. WITHOUT EVEN EVER THE THOUGHT OF ANYTHING BUT PLAYING LIFE NOW.. unless you trap ’em in a tank alone.. like society does to so many folks now.. dolphins refuse to be held hostage like this and would rather die than not live free moving connecting playing with other dolphins now.. instead.. swimming then to the bottom of the dolphin tank.. documented in marine science and never returning to the top.. meanwhile folks with so-called happy families and love.. are wishing that a fiery end to life comes now.. anyway.. again.. it’s human nature and human is only as smart overall as nuclear weapons drop…. anyway.. i find the species sad and amusing and if i didn’t know or feel others further than my local community.. by moving out in the online world.. of the bigger world.. the idea that i am a star-child seed or whatever.. becomes somewhat plausible.. but the truth is.. i just live in an insane local community.. truly insane.. and that is all.. my home is the real place.. a living earth in balance with me now.. and the rest of allthatis open minded and FUCKING FREE.. HAHA.. a maNiFesto wherever i go FREE.. hehe.. particularly here where wisdom rains like pearls of liGht.. with Love my good friend gigoid.. perhaps the closest person i know to the God i feel and know.. online.. at least.. from the United States.. as most folks in the poetry world i associate with.. are introverted conservative.. bible oriented folks.. and my assertion that Jesus is JUST A HUMBLE MAN.. is surely the best way not to get any United States likes on my blog.. But as they say.. THE TRUTH AND LIGHT WILL SET YA FREE INTO THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN NOW.. THAT IS TRULY REAL.. AND YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD BE THE FUCKING FUNNIEST THING OF ALL.. IS IF I WAS JESUS REINCARNATED… BUT THE BIGGER TRUTH IS.. ‘HE SAID’ ANYONE COULD BE LIKE HIM.. and even greater iN terms of human potential.. LIKE BE LIKE MICHAEL JORDAN.. IN TERMS OF BASKETBALL.. yes.. there is only one.. Michael Jordan and Jesus.. but sure there eventually will likely be a better basketball player too.. wITh wInks.. and hmm.. that’s over 1200 words.. not often one leaves a blog post like this on another blog post of close to equal length..huh.. with wInks again.. but what i’ve come to find out with empirical evidence too.. is when i get out there on the dance floor with all the wild and free ‘nymphs’ and i say that in historical mythical terms of respect.. and not sexual depravity.. and i dance as wildly as perhaps anyone has ever danced in a dance hall in my local conservative area.. at least.. my creativity ramps up incredibly the next day.. as obviously it changes my brain chemistry greatly in terms of what is A driving force behind human creativity.. and amazing that not unlike our so-called primitive ancestors it is a dance now of literal all natural ecstasy with other folks dancing in this way for hours on end.. that brings the vision quest and associated findings to the surface of human conscious mind.. it just fucking makes sense.. common fucking.. intuitive sense.. the gift of over 14.5M fucking years.. of struggle and survival encoded still in our DNA as we my friends are the books of creation set free in flesh and blood womanifest expression of God sAMe as WeNOW.. You already told me you dance.. and truly a slow dance works as well as a fast dance as long as it is in balance that escapes the mechanical worrying problem solving human state of hell.. now.. so sure FUCKING DANCE FREE FOLKS.. OPEN UP YOUR MIND.. ‘CAUSE HEAVEN IS WAITING FOR YA.. NOW.. JUST FUCKING NOW.. okay.. that’s over 1500 words.. and did you know that when you get over 9800 or so.. that the word press formatting falls apart.. in the comments section if it is in one comment.. hehe.. i did that before.. and found out.. i have to wonder if anyone else has ever done that too.. i’m thinking no.. for whatever reason.. no.. and i’ve left about 5000 words on SOHEIR’S LAST TWO POSTS in Total.. SO YOU ARE NOT ALONE.. haha.. see ya later.. in words of more maNiFesto wheRe everyday is a feast of steps and words for me.. at least..:)
SMiLes.. my friend.. your blog is a real treasure.. to me in both liGht as Love and Wisdom as Truth.. as in any painting all brush strokes count and when the painting is finished every hair of the brush is essential to the finished product.. i treasure every human as every hair on that brush of art.. and there is not much in life i for one see as random.. if not more than the FACT that human can create meaning and purpose in all of life if human sets both logic and heart into play of balance of Fearless Unconditional Love.. when i go to Catholic Church on Sunday morning.. while i do not agree with all the details it is REAL TO ME.. that the sacred text has hidden meanings that are as clear as any azure blue day to me.. but before.. i for one.. lost all my fears.. with total open-mindedness.. i did not see so freely before.. and i for one know for sure.. that many voices contributed to what eventuAlly has become the remaining still truths and liGhts in the New Testament.. but they are there for people with open minds that can see through the metaphors of hidden truth and liGht hidden on purpose.. as callous hearts.. can not read figurative language any other way than literal most often as even science shows.. as the language of a psychopath can be measured by how little emotional flavor are attached to words of metaphor there.. and yes.. these are the folks.. the leaders and the rulers.. in control of what gets censored here or there.. in history then and now.. so deeper metaphors have always been an efficient means.. including myths.. and such.. to vehicle and vessel the house of Truth and liGht much further into the future coming now.. from then.. anyway.. what i know and feel for sure now.. in my own life.. is that change starts with the heArt for most folks moreover logic.. and religion at core is extremely influential in power.. as around 2.2 Billion folks adhere to a Christian way of thinking.. and 1.6 billion folks adhere to a Muslim way of thinking.. yes mostly feeling around the world.. to around half the global population now.. albeit in poorer countries of course.. as when social welfare programs are rich.. there is fewer needs for the social support that religions provide in organized and charitable ways to their congregations and beyond.. and truly per the gnostic Jesus.. there is not much difference and more similarities in the Yogi way of believing without a literal name for God as allthatis.. as Jesus spoke of God as the living one inside in the Gnostic Gospel of Thomas.. for whomever originally reported it or wrote those words that of course are true.. as Star Dust is now us.. as even science shows now.. i do my best to speak the religious languages of other folks where i visit them.. and perhaps A most excited expression of worship for the God of Nature can be found in a video titled a ‘Symphony of Science’ as provided here..
Yes.. the truth is we are all connected to each other.. and the rest of Nature as the cosmos unto itself.. per paraphrased words in the video.. by great scientist and philosopher Carl Sagan.. whose writings also contributed to one of my favorite movies named ‘contact’.. where the inner Universe becomes the one to explore verses miles away outside of us.. miles of way outside of us.. is truly inside of us same.. as well as above so below and all around.. and as Richard Feynman says in the video Nature.. the Incomprehensible with endless imagination will always keep humans guessing the more we learn about her.. they all could be the gnostic Jesus in modern scientist clothes.. it’s just now they have evidence for the grand beauty of Nature always worth worshipping whole as one.. as God stands before as now.. and we see and feel more of God than ever before.. in terms of science and of course those among us who have once again found our primitive roots.. in instinct and intuition of what is recorded in our DNA from the origin of what is is.. as cosmos and beyond words of Nature as God’s imagination more.. language is all metaphor.. even modern linguists agree this is true now.. it is not surprising.. that folks without a word for Nature will call Nature GOD instead of Nature the less but as far as semantics and syntax goes.. for what we know of science.. Nature as God is more beautiful.. amazing.. mysterious.. and liGht AND DaRK than the old and new testament folks could imagine then.. as real at least.. not everyone has the ability to discern these truths and lights and discerning them makes the God of Nature.. ever more powerful and big than any religious text of past ever did.. God is always changing and groWinG it is only human that would hide God in a book.. page word or letters now alone and before we get to 5000 words here today.. as hmm.. we’ve moved well over 2000 now to equal your blog post of around 2600 words or so.. so the job is done for now. hehe.. as there is always another book to write tomorrow as my book iS forever now unabridged my friend.. with hopeful bridges to other heARts for positive change in Fearless Love that starts one human at a time within.. and i keep in mind that it only takes one word to change a human being.. as this writing journey of min(e)(d).. where a word has taken me now to UniVerses beyond then.. was simply the utterance of the word in FB.. PM.. Synesthesia.. by my first friend on Facebook.. who befriended me at the end of my rope.. where almost everyplace i had gone.. would not accept me.. for the different i was then.. and even more different now.. hehe.. but anyway.. that one word led to the first manifesto in my about section on my blog.. so whenever i write one word or 11 million i know and feel the potential power of what even one of those words can do for others without even any pre-planning or conscious awareness of it.. there is no word or step too small or large.. now.. to change the world for better.. and sure worse too.. as dArk and liGht flow wheRever that goes.. i’m just here to add a verse to the UniVerse as is.. to paraphrase the ‘Dead Poet’s Society’ that is fully alive here.. my friend..:)
SMiLes.. my friend.. as i gRow older i look foRward to dancing slower as much as faster now.. as long as iT flows iT goes.. oN as river now.. back and forth to oceans that never end beyond the visual horizons of nows.. my friend.. inside.. outside above.. so below and ALL AROUND when i dance i AM tHe UniVerse OnE sAMe alWays now as iS ever chanGinG FloWinG NOW..:)
All 80K or so photos.. many of which still live in photo stream.. on my blogs.. as sequentially done.. as life comes.. almost all.. and are virtually never touched up with any special effects of photo editing beyond a crop here or there to fit a profile photo or whatever.. and this guy here.. is now worth literally highlighting here.. as almost every time i go now to Seville Quarter he videos me dancing to share on his Social Media.. as most every one i meet in the general public says.. hey.. i saw you at Barnes and Nobles.. Target.. Walmart.. etc.. dancing on Facebook.. on my friend’s page.. shared as such as people love to do these days.. as most every one is self-employed as a candid camera media handler sharing life always as a reality show now..and most of them have no idea that i perhaps.. share more of me.. than anyone they can imagine does any where on the Internet and i do mean LITERALLY ALL OF ME.. HEHE.. WITH NO SECOND thoughts of regrets.. as this is what truly free human beings do.. Share with Fearless Love Free.. until culture.. religion.. and politics.. etc.. take that away.. and yes.. make no mistake.. Real Human Freedom is still more possible in the U.S. who learn to balance the demands of culture with a life truly balanced as Free.. if i can do it now i kNow most other folks can do it too.. if they escape enough of religion.. culture.. and politics to truly be REAL FREE CHILDREN OF GOD BORN AGAIN..:)
A pound of wiSdom iS the cure of experience.. Thanks God.. for Google.. For i can find out if someone quoted the UniVersal Poet whose name is Truth and liGht.. first.. Or paraphrased.. Who resides iN ALL experience.. Both human and other creature.. As is.. et..al..:)
As far as i and Madonna.. Know and FeEl.. ThIs Truth and LiGht iS the True Timeless.. Ageless.. Illuminati.. Gifted by and to ALL THAT IS aka God and infinite numbers of other ‘bible’ metaphors.. InfiNiTy grIns With Truth and LiGht.. iN uS..:)
Reference SonG by Madonna named ‘Illuminati’.. HiGhly inSpiRaTioNal for uS iN the REAL kNow and Feel of GOD.. The UniVersal Poet.. aka Emily.. Et..al..;)
Yes.. and God wInks.. Too..:)
That was rather short for me.. wasn’t iT.. And albeit dOne first in paragraph style.. lacking ‘normal’ punctuation of course as semi-colons are silly to me.. as language doesn’t stop and start iT flows like a River.. at least iN UniVersal style of living free.. hehe.. this is a hiGhly inspiRinG collection of words you bRinG here.. like RinGs of Lord.. so kNow that i am not typing with one finger on mobile now.. lacking the more creative rest of my left hand too.. here’s more from me.. as you likely know.. Puff the Magic Dragon could be a metaphor for the man of Galilee named Jesus now.. and wow wouldn’t the thought/feeling of Jesus frolicking instead of getting crucified for going against the gRain of order then be so much more deliGhtful.. i must agree.. that a purple dragon.. Jesus.. kinda like Barney.. is such a nicer.. less sacrificing story than a GOD man nailed to a cross.. but the saddest truth iS.. iF Jesus wasn’t made into a magical sacrificed dragon.. his words.. whatever is left of that UniVersal Poet from his mouth would have never been attributed to him.. just to Emily and infinite others heRe and tHere and everywheRe the UniVerse SinGS free iN children of and iS ALLTHATIS.. Christ.. that’s a cool word for illuminati too.. as expresSinG as human too.. and sure to make iT one man iS insane.. but of course humans have this thingy about Loving tHeir favorite Quarterback of the local football team.. so we have the sport of religion.. first to replace football.. and Jesus to replace the favorite Quarterback then and still now with Football.. and favorite manly Quarter backs too.. as that Tribal Instinct thingy to conserve resources.. small or large.. is a mighty powerful.. Nature thingy.. all Natural too.. the most ironic pArt of all perhaps.. is it seems.. that if you lived back in them days of Jesus.. he probably would have selected you as another one of his politically incorrect against the order of the day UniVersal poet dudes too.. speaking of the wisdom that lives within the experience of us.. with sure that LiGht of Love stuff too.. as of course it is the essence that counts not the words that house or exist as Truth and LiGht.. now or then… only ironic of course.. for the label of atheist.. and on a personal note speaking of dealing with the order of the day.. my favorite pArt of the two of three clinical letters still assigning me to the lot of the permanently disabled among us.. in one of those it says ‘he’ cannot function optimally in society.. of course with diagnoses specific to the ‘mind’ issue of Asperger’s and Bi-Polar NOS.. with one Doctor narrowing iT down to type one flavor.. technically that’s true as far as paper work goes.. and i have to admit.. back in the day before i got more experience of Wisdom too.. hiring someone with Bi-polar.. and Autism.. would make me a little cautious too.. but i never wanted to manage folks anyway for reasons just like that.. too much empathy here for all of the human condition to turn humans away on the street.. as it were and still is now.. overall.. at least.. but seriously how often when a child is dropped in our cultures does that child really get a chance to function optimally per all his or her human potential.. it varies of course.. depending on how closed-minded the culture is overall.. some folks.. particularly women.. are restricted to opening and closing their legs.. insert penis.. in and out.. when reaching a certain age.. have children and that’s it.. but of course not all women are cut out to have children.. and the children of the women.. forced into institutional rape.. suffer at the mother who is not cut out to nurture children.. and then we get.. cold hearted kids both in a genetic and environmental way.. future suicide bombers.. terrorists.. and perhaps serial killers too.. and administrators of countries like GW.. too.. and no.. i don’t really think i for one.. was cut out to have kids either.. the sacred clown thingy.. two spirit.. and all of that.. is obviously my destiny now.. and that is cool.. as appropriate social roles are the path to world peace.. for those who are fortunate enough to fulfill tHeir innate potential now.. and the greaTEst news is.. the rebels.. of the world are many of the one’s who bRinG technological advancements to take us way out of our restricted local areas.. no matter what country we are in.. to experience MORE MORE MORE WISDOM AND TRUTH.. YES.. TRUTH AND LIGHT.. THE ILLUMINATI AND CHRIST LIGHT METAPHOR POTENTIAL IN ALL OF US.. NOW.. jesus.. i’m pretty sure.. the real jesus would be jumping up and down.. saying.. see.. i told y’all heaven was possible.. great job.. UniVersal Poets.. now keep up the Good GOD WORK NOW.. iN TRuTH and LiGHT.. WE ARE FINALLY FREE.. weLL at least some of uS anyway.. sMiLEs and wINKS.. i no longer function according to the rule and order of society FALSE.. CHRiST iS now ME!.. TG FREE! frolicking to my purple dragon MAGIC CONTENT.. and as a final anecdotal note.. as often happens when i do my lap around the entire Seville Quarter complex after i rave dance for a solid three hours with not even a water break.. inevitably some young folks in their early 20’s come up to get to know me a little better in words more than steps.. and they often fist bump me first.. and most always tell me that they wish so much they could have fun in life all the time like i do WITH ZERO EXCEPTION ALWAYS LIKE A BRIGHT AND SHINY STAR.. i’m para- phraSinG a little of course.. but that matches the look in tHeir eyes.. when they too.. are feeling the truth and liGht of me.. FACE TO FACE.. EYE TO EYE (:..with shades..;) WE BECOME ONE FORCE OF HUMAN TOGETHER FOR A MOMENT OF A PRESENT NOW.. and the truth and liGht.. IS.. no one.. and i do mean NO ONE.. EVER WILL FORGET THE LESSON i BrINg TO THEM.. THAT AGE.. GENDER.. DISABILITY OR NOT FUCKING EVEN MENTAL FUCKING ILLNESS iS A BARRIER TO FUCKING BEING FREE AND FUCKING HAPPIER THAN FUCKING ANY FUCKING OTHER PERSON ON THIS FUCKING PLANET NOW.. but of course i didn’t tale them that they already saw iT IN my feat of dancing free as GOD… Crazy has its perks.. hehe.. here iN HEAVEN..:)
While.. ‘some’ sleep.. Yellow Boy watches.. oN a BlankEt oF Peace..:)
And yeS.. Truth and liGht REAL ILLUMINATI iS Both Science and arT iN aWE soME BalanCe..:)
Betcha a Lotto ticket.. i was the most colorful human being the employees AND CUSTOMERS saw aLL FULL MOON Saturday at Good Old Winn Dixie Supermarket AIsle Styles..wInk emoticon
And yes.. been tryin’ to teach Spidey man.. a few new moves.. but he’s having problems with change for now.. it seems..wInk emoticon
Hi Shawna.. just back from another Weekend day of Marathon Dance Shopping at over 13 miles.. today and yesterday.. so yeah.. it did take two days to make the full marathon.. hehe.. anyway.. i hate typing on Mobile.. so i always wait to come home to use two hands here to get the flow going and i know you feel what i mean by flow.. and yes.. oh yes.. yes.. yes.. some songs elicit such wonderful positive emotions that i can listen listen listen.. dancing to the song in all the shopping stores.. for hours on end.. particularly when they are as great as the “Adventure of a Lifetime” by ‘Cold Play’.. as i am kinda like a dancing Bonobo anyway hehex2.. so i think i’ll use that song again for the beginning theme SonG.. for my next epic post here.. and nice to highlight our interaction first in the reality show in poeTry that continues to be my life online haha.. with sMiles.. of course.. and hmm.. i’m not much of a planner for stuff.. but yes.. i do my best to be the life of the party wherever i go.. and certainly mission accomplished in places like malls and Barnes and Nobles.. as hahax3.. i may be the only 55 year old dude who dances a strange style of martial arts and ballet like dance and reads full books while listening to music at the same time too.. it increases my focus.. and today i read an entire Dummies book on poeTRy.. so maybe now i will finally understand what all the text book definitions of what this and that and the other kind of poetry is.. but quite honestly i don’t give a crap.. as i am never gonna be a professional football player anyway.. hehex3.. or hahax2.. cause i missed a number of laugh up there somewhere.. yeah.. gotta sharp pencil.. but i try to keep it as dull as possible so i do not go insane in perfectionist dum ways like earlier in my life.. where all the bricks had to be in a perfect straight line around flower beds for life to make sense.. life leads me now.. for fun.. and i no longer try to have a choke hold on it.. and OMG hanging loose is so much more fun. than the strangle of uptight then.. hmm.. what else.. oh yeah!.. to answer your questions.. yeah.. diabetes in general.. sucks.. our grey cat Moby is suffering with it now.. too much sitting down.. all his life where Love and Dinner was all is life.. still so sweet.. but sadly too many cat treats.. and now he can hardly make it around on his hind legs at only age 10.. anyway.. really hate to see stuff like that happen to school age children knowing that in middle age they will probably be in those Walmart carts.. like so many people from where i live.. and i try to set a dancing example for them.. for the joy of art in movement but i guess most of the older folks just wanna wait ’till heaven after life.. instead of having it JusT now.. like me and other folks who dance life.. instead of growing old.. in one spot.. life moves in so many ways. both in art and feeling when we dance free.. with no sidewalks to hold us back and down.. in straight lines of still in hell now… and oh yeah. i love the eccentricities and silliness of folks.. it is so endearing.. and that is why i always look forward so much to hearing from you .. Shawna.. as you are a treasure of a unique human being to me.. who has always brought a smile to my face.. everynow i see the new user name that is my friend Shawna still now.. anyway.. i checked again to make sure your blog is still there.. so i am gonna hurry up and finish this now.. finAlly so you will know.. i still Love the stuff that you write and link there in terms of music and poeTry now.. my friend.. oh yeah.. i am a court jester.. but i don’t get paid by any court.. i choose my own places to play that role.. and OMG so much fun it is to be a clown/ sacred fool/ modern court jester or whatever i may be for now.. and yes you are a F in Great poet to me.. seriously.. no joke from a clown here.. on that one.. my friend.. Shawna..:)
My understanding is that hot cats.. can cool and heat up.. many times in just one day.. so maybe it’s not necessary to have another cat or mustard covered dog to warm up.. but anyway.. hehe.. your fiery post reminded me of another blogger friend.. who highlighted the article above about a statistic on 39% relief.. and a special warm-up faux booth to get the job done.. and called it pathetic.. and oh BOY.. lots of comments were generated by that one for sure.. i still haven’t got around there yet.. to provide the link about the faux booth yet.. as she seemed to think it was the real deal.. and of course it is illegal to do that in public of course.. just another Internet myth.. i guess… And crap that’s a real issue for a young Catholic boy.. when i was young.. as guilty pleasures becomes the standard instead of just pure relief.. sMiLes… PoeTry.. the art of not saying something.. wINks.. aGaiN.. oh.. and thanks for linking a ‘Symphony of Science’.. that is a reAlly sexy video.. you are correct.. as the connection of the human heARt.. and the rest of sPiRit expreSsinG Nature.. as miNd and boDy BalanCinG soUl.. now.. iS the best non-messy way to get the job of Love dOne.. my friend.. Shawna.. all the time now.. and ‘this’ is just one of those poems.. that is yEarning now for a comment.. i guess.. too.. and i did review all of your poetry and other stuff too.. so interesting.. and always surprises that come.. when Shawna’s iMagiNation is set free from home schooLinG.. sMilEs.. wITh fury purring sweet.. kitties.. my friend.. oh yeah.. meeting humming birds dark green and blue with forked tongues too.. now..;)
Ah.. so nice to see friend ‘circle of quirks’ here.. she is a real phenomenon.. and of course so are you friend.. ’cause i’ve interacted with literally tens of thousands of folks if not over 100K in the last 5 years or so.. all over online.. and you two are definitely two of my very favorite ones.. as i can say anything to ya’ll.. without being concerned that ya’ll will go ballistic.. as no PC for me.. hehe.. anyway.. i read your post early this morning while rushing to church and just on Mobile today doing another half- marathon of dance so plenty of time to let the pearls of wisdom settle with me all day.. and two things struck me.. one how wonderful it is that you at top of the class in school.. serving others in the mental health and developmentally disabled fields are able to spread your wisdom online as so many of us can from the leisure of our home today.. as truly it was getting scary how there were no story tellers left anymore.. to leave the stories of our culture behind now.. as everything was getting so text and shallow in acronyms of small talk at start of Email ways of being.. and now blogs allow an almost unlimited avenue.. to spread it all thick and thin.. and address subjects that we could never address in some of our local communities namely.. now.. without potentially getting shot.. hung.. or a brick thrown through the local church that is us.. hmm.. yeah.. the Protestants even threw a brick through the window of my Catholic Church some years back.. but hopefully the KKK is totally gone now along with such as that.. yeah.. never ever truly gone here.. at least behind folks backs it seems from what i’ve seen on pastors lawns after church and such as that on Northern county farms.. hmm.. dam that was a long intro.. but i get really intensely focused after dance walking 13 miles.. reading a book while doing it.. listening to music and stuff like that.. where my Brain lights up like the Universe potential we all have of course.. inside.. too.. outside.. above so below and all around three.. or four and more.. But in my own life experience.. i for one consider fear.. to be the limiting force of miracles.. and a body that is out of synch in balance with mind is a sure way to feel uncomfortable in one’s own skin and to be timid somewhat around other human beings.. as sure they can be potential predators too.. part of our instinct that never totally goes away.. and Charles Atlas.. the founder somewhat of strength training for Industrialized humans of the 20th Century.. watched Lions Stretch.. learning from them.. inventing a new way of isometric exercises to help the young boys who got the sand kicked in their face.. while never pursuing their animal epigenetic potential in feral fearless primate way.. no less than our other APE friends.. who are definitely capable of tearing the face off of human beings domesticated now as such.. yeah.. even Mahatma Gandhi subscribed to Mr. Atlas’ training plan.. as even a Pacifist.. can be braver in dealing with other folks.. more secure in a body strong.. instead of weak.. and amazingly not unlike Jack LaLanne.. Charles.. kept all his muscle size statistics all the way to age 70 plus.. showing what the science of epigenetics in unpacking human DNA for greater potential was with appropriate environmental challenge.. yes.. my father too.. going into the military as a young man coming out two years later changing from 150LB to 230LB bear looking dude then.. really shocked too see his pretty boy face in a high school photo.. sometime ago.. for the first time ever.. as sure it was bootcamp and the military that literally made him into a man.. and i used to see that Epigenetic effect among the Navy men.. at my base.. getting orders.. to the sand trap of combat in Iraq.. and coming back looking more like gorillas than pasty white office workers of before.. yeah.. sure too.. what i eventually devolved into when i left the physical effort of Bowling Center moving.. running.. jumping worker.. fixing machines doing all the cleaning 8 hours a day.. in addition to working out too.. an hour workout three time a week is not enough to keep human potential as strong and fearless as it can be with moving artfully all the time now.. and without feeling secure in one’s own body.. with potential to defend oneself.. i truly feel like that is a major issue of underlying fear and anxiety among folks.. is they never get to hear the call of the wild.. and basically become somewhat feral fearless human beings again.. and that spills over i think and feel now.. to all areas of life where a person walks and stands tall among other humans without fear.. standing up for ethics that are real and positive too.. no matter what the bullies who were bullied themselves in life.. in that endless cycle of fear and hate.. will say and do.. Biggest mistake i think humans make is the delusion that they are not animals.. and fall under different rules of the Jungle and Savannah true.. where we too.. can become the Lion of Mr. Atlas’ experiment but of course.. it starts with feet.. as barefoot on soil.. is the best way to gain strong feet.. as with weak feet.. all the rest of the body.. can be limited in strength and fearless by the weakest link that will always be the feet that handle the basic gravity of life free or weak.. as weak at base is fear.. still for any animal subject to the reality of prey and predator.. even if not obvious and only instinctual now.. my friend gigoid.. and sMiLes.. that’s all for now.. enjoyed your post very much.. and as always thanks so much for now..:)
Weekly After Church.. on the grounds.. selfie.. with sweet faced wife Katrina.. always reliably kind in online photos.. of course.. and a real force of Nature.. all around feisty too.. for anyone who knows.. FEELS.. the terror of the wrath of the REAL K.. hmm.. every once in a while..;)
And now i swear.. when i go to the Mall.. yes.. the kinda fancy Cordova Mall in P’cola.. i try every dam trick in the book.. to inspire these mall dummies to dance.. but i’ll be dam.. just once.. not twice.. if they totally ignore me like i’m not even dancing in their face.. and i do my best to show ’em all my newest dance moves too.. but they just stare off into space.. like.. they are holding up the weight of the World.. and not like Atlas.. aka Holder of the Heavens.. either.. just plain worried about it all.. when they could forget all about words through the free verse poeTry of trance dance now.. JUST NOW!.. oh yeah.. and shirt of the day says.. Green against Machine.. as the Incredible Hulk gets released.. to beat the rob ot of life.. and yes… onE of my favorite shows of youth.. as i was always trying to figure out how to release my inner Ape too.. and finAlly i did it.. yes.. feral over domesticated human finaALLy for me.. in warrior martial arts.. mix of ballet too.. in fiGht of graceful spiRit.. in miNd and boDy balanCinG SoUl.. expres SinG that SpiRit as such iN fuLL emoTioN’s heARt so free iN kiNd and CouRage.. foR NOW!.. butT anyway.. as ‘you’ may notice.. i am not holding the heavens over my head as the heavens live in uS.. so sure.. i am a symbol of a new old age of sorts.. noW.. in thiS ALL NATURAL CLOTHeD POSE.. G-RATeD oF CoUrSE..
And that reminds me of Tennis.. and middle school.. and bully boys who use to make fun of my stiff posture.. and after all that is part of Autism that looks a little more like robot science than human art.. i just hadn’t learned to move like human art to that point.. anyway.. the bully boy used to raise his arms to the sky mock me laughing yelling CHARLES ATLAS! i had no idea who Charles Atlas was or why he was raising his arms to the sky but perhaps he was an earlier new age prophet and didn’t realize the importance of his EXCLAMATION ABOUT MY BEHAVIOR THEN.. as know i hold heaven in me.. and Ayn Rand the famous objective robot thinking queen with little heart.. with potential daddy issues and all of that.. used Atlas as a symbol for her book Atlas shrugged.. as she didn’t believe in the real magic of human altruistic Love.. likely ’cause she did not experience it so she suggested humans were more like power hungry raping.. pillaging now alpha male chimpanzees.. than all loving Bonobos at human core.. as science shows now to be the human miNd and boDy way of innate being in balance OF REAL HUMAN INSTINCTUAL SOuL when FREE HOLDING SHARING HANDS AS COOPERATING HUMANS FOR NOW IN RELATIVELY SMALL LIVING GROUPS OF COURSE..:)
ANYWAY.. whenever i remember my prophet bullies.. i love to play this SonG.. ’cause i CAN… When i bump into their cart chairs at Walmart.. yes.. some of us Robots DO LIVE LONG AND PROSPER WHEN WE FiND OUR ART OF HeART in moving ways of boDy and MiNd BalanCinG expresSinG SpiRit iN soUL NOW! iN Steps of Dance and Words of PoeTry in a mix of Pan and Apollo alive….
Oh goodness.. another ‘quick’ hero comes back from the dead zone.. (Batman.. 5 year reference story too.. where the Dark Knight Rises).. story… i am all cold in my tattered jacket in the gym.. wearing earplugs and shades.. walking really stiff as my Autism has regressed severely back to almost infantile stages.. except for getting to the gym.. ’cause even if i am dammed in hell i dam sure ain’t giving up then.. yeah and even through 40 days of almost no sleep at all when i was totally confined at home during that lent period of 2008 yeah.. ironic huh but true down to the fortieth day when i finally slept after not sleeping at all for the last 35 out of 40 days.. with only one hour of very shallow sleep assisted by powerful alpha blocker medication.. the first 35 of 40 days.. with the worst pain known to mankind during all waking hours with type two trigeminal neuralgia combined with dysautonomia where heart rate and blood pressure is no longer properly controlled by autonomic nervous system along with Sjogren’s Syndrome where eyes no longer make tears.. along with around 16 other disorders.. including Severe Anxiety.. Panic Attacks.. Anhedonia.. and other stuff related to no emotions and stuff like that.. anyway.. i staggered into my own work-out room at home to do something.. anything to exercise my body out of mind.. if only several minutes each day THE KEY IS I NEVER FULLY GAVE UP.. EVEN WHEN I WENT TO CRASH INTO A TREE IN MY CAR AND JUMP OFF A BRIDGE AT THE END.. MY SURVIVAL INSTINCT STILL TRUMPED ALL OTHER THOUGHTS OF ENDING IT ALL.. SO YES.. I AM STILL LIFTING THE HEAVENS EMPTY HANDED AS BY GOD THOSE HEAVENS LIVE IN ME NOW.. IN THE PLACE OF REAL HELL THEN.. WOOSH.. SWOOSH.. OR WHATEVER THAT NIKE SYMBOL FOR THE GODDESS OF VICTORY IS.. IT IS F iN mine NOW!.. and yes.. back to the gym during those five years.. the person i used to supervise and his ‘hill billy friend’.. who did the grounds maintenance.. were mocking my stiff posture.. just like the bully boy did in school.. and after i recovered STRONGER THAN EVER.. SOME FIVE YEARS LATER LIFTING THE MAX AND MORE THAN ANY DUDE IN THERE ON MANY OF THE GYM MACHINES.. then/now.. let’s just say i had a lot of fun with him.. coming in early to make sure i caught him at work.. asking him.. how did he think i did all of what i do now.. and recover like that as of course then and now i am about twice as strong as him.. and even his friend who weighs all of what i do at 230LBS now.. anyway.. he had no answers for me.. but i for one had them all finally totally away from school.. and work.. gifted to me by the God of Nature who taught me how to move free and wild as feral human again.. with Yellow Boy as God’s little savior leading the way as God’s cat for me.. never ever will i now again.. suggest that modern education can beat what is gifted inside of us for ISA’s over KSA’s as that relates to Instinct.. Skills.. and Abilities God gifted.. as compared to Knowledge Skills and Abilities as gifted by man made books.. the gift is in our DNA.. just waiting to explode in harmony and balance.. like the eye of a hurricane.. with winds that no so-called ‘educated human’ can beat.. it’s free inside for those who find the Nuclear power of God of Nature all back now in A riSinG SonG oF BALANCE.. so sure.. i too am a Hill Billy again.. more concretely put an old goat with sure feat.. perhaps.. a RAm of sorts..;)
Hmm.. have you ever attempted to shoot a photo of your leg in a really fast martial arts kick.. that’s the hard part.. capturing it in a selfie kick photo… hehe.. the kicks iS a piece of cake.. once ya do it about a milLioN times.. wax on wax off.. like ‘they’ say.. wITh Zero errors after practice.. getting a hair close as to not knock over any store display targets and such.. as that oN course..:)
Speaking of Aristotle.. oh.. the Dragonfly and Roach.. smarTer than any human ever.. simply ’cause they still live here longer than any we can ever imagine to do.. REAL.. and their meek ever preSent.. relatively speaKinG.. Instincts.. Skills.. and Abilities will likely survive the human species.. far far into the future.. after whatever is.. replaces our existence on this terrestrial plane.. as simply living longer than us for then now.. i remember my sister-in-law coming in our home.. looking at our cat relaxing on the table saying wow.. if only life was like that.. THAT is the smArTest.. unwitting Wisdom i’ve ever heard ’cause it is True It IS liGht.. iT iS FEELING THAT COUNTS.. ALL KNOWLEDGE In BOOKS IS ILLUSION MORE THAN LESS.. THAT.. So Socrates had it correct from the beginning when he said he kNew noThing.. Aristotle fell in to words of writing.. where Socrates spoke the Truth and Light and additionally understood that reality is much more interesting than fiction.. of course he paid the price for that.. but we don’t have to.. and sure.. ultimately now.. that makes all of us smArter than Socrates as we live.. Smart.. or the other way.. DEAD FeeLinG iS aLive.. KnowLedge without feelinG iS trUly dead iN dArk..:)
Amen.. on the Negative affect and effect of lesser feelings around us.. but ha! i continue to put out.. with FeelLinGs.. a choice at least for me now away from the non-feeling of INPUT mostly.. GoverNmenT Work..:)
i reAlly wish i had my iPhone 6s.. when this opportunity visited me on the beach.. but the point is.. i always have it with me.. for the opportunities like this.. period.. sMiLes.. And the world will be a more peaceful.. place.. as more and more humans have the opportunity to get involved.. in art.. as it increases the power of the human heARt.. Priceless.. no now dollar amount or amount of fame can equal human hEart in just Doing iT nOW.. the PreSent of Art Lives Now.. and even greater when shared as friends..:)
Facebook Rafiah shares a Ted Talk Video that proves science can be fun..:)
Emotions=Human. Then Science + B L A N K aka No Emotions=Non-Human. Non-Human=Science. The ingredient of Emotion=Human is vital to true Human Being. Humans Like to be Humans. My only memorable science teachers from early school.. expressed emotions in teaching science lessons in gluing human memory… It’s like the rest of them never existed.. as we remember humans more often.. than non-humans without emotions expressed.. including what they say and do of course.. It’s like a no brainer.. it takes heArt to understand iT..:)
My favorite high school teacher was Mrs. Kauser Nelson. She taught us mainly chemistry in 9 and 10 grade. She’s one person that developed my interest in the subject. smile emoticon
Hmm.. i had one really interesting Physics teacher.. i’m not much of a name person.. as far as remembering folks.. but he did so many outlandish things to keep folks awake.. that i remember the whole thing like a movie playing visually today.. as i’m seriously really not a word person.. by birth.. as haha.. ironic as that may seem.. visual thinking is my way.. along with auditory sing song thinking if that makes any sense.. and that’s why i guess there are so many visual shapes.. and sing song qualities about my writing.. and my verbal speech in real life too..
Anyway.. back to my favorite teacher.. i have to say one.. was a teacher in Health Leisure and Sports.. in my study of Health Science.. as i always discounted the importance of physical education as a kinda bully jock thingy.. but what i found is that there is actually a philosophy of Sports that microcosms all of human cultures.. that was really enlightening.. and he was a source of motivation for practicing great health practices in exercise the rest of my life.. he was a runner in his 60’s at the time.. can’t remember his name.. but his face has not changed in my visual memory or the optimistic light in his eyes.. for over thirty years for me..
Hmm.. and then there was an Archeology teacher.. who was kinda like a human mentor to me.. as she believed that i had higher potential.. and she is actually the President of the University of West Florida.. now.. where i graduated with my three degrees in Health Science.. Anthropology.. and Social Sciences Interdisciplinary.. .
And also a favorite Anthropology teacher who taught me so much about other cultures and all we human beings have Universal elements of brother/sisterhood.. no matter individual language or customs of each culture… and yes.. he always supported me in suggesting i have a very bright future.. ahead of me as well…
But my most favorite teacher of all was my philosophy teacher.. in my first year of Junior College.. as he was a real philosopher.. not just a book learning person.. he actually in a way was even a kind of prophet.. as he accessed a part of his subconscious mind in speaking where it even surprised him when the deep and insightful words came out.. these kind of individuals are far and few between.. particularly these days.. when we rely on so much outside of our souls to be us.. instead of searching deep within…
Mr. Hunt.. yes.. i remember his name.. didn’t only teach me what was and is.. he taught me what was possible.. beyond my wildest imagination then.. and yes.. he was in his 50’s then.. and now.. i am as well.. some gifts.. must be slow cooked in life.. to truly manifest.. and that is the lesson he taught me.. where the deep of me.. was still brewing.. and decades later to fully manifest.. not unlike he…
He convinced me that God is more mysterious and big than any church had convinced me of before.. as i stArted to feel so much more of God just by coming into contact with this one individual..
And that was when i knew that NO RELIGION ALONE OWNS GOD.. as God is bigger than any human alone.. word.. book.. religion.. culture.. world.. or even Universe.. my friend.. all intuitive of course.. somethings.. do not need to be proven.. when one experiences the truth and liGht first hand.. this faith and belief in GOD is 100% unwavering as it is the gift of eternity that lives inside.. outside.. above.. so below.. and all around.. that has no end or beginning..
But it doesn’t matter if i tale it in one word or 11 million.. until one actually experiences the truth and liGht as a feeling over words.. one will never feel the face of God as ONE as US my friend.. Rafiah..smile emoticon
SMiLes.. gigoid.. the last year Oscar Robertson played Basketball was in 1974.. only a fan of the Miami Dolphins Football Team and Local High School Panther Football Team then.. Basketball not even in my Tennis Ball Park then.. so.. i actually had to Google Oscar Robertson.. to see his record.. and yes.. very impressive.. and of course Bill Russell who i am familiar with as a coach.. has a great record too.. Michael Jordan is more recent.. so he gets more press of course.. with younger folks.. who can still remember him playing.. just a decade or so ago.. the only time i actually watched Basketball was at work in the Bowling Center.. where it was very popular in the 80’s and 90’s with Baseball and Football too of course.. another center piece of Entertainment.. in the recreation arena.. of vicarious watching of sports.. i find watching very boring now.. overall.. for anything on TV.. except for a few out of the box shows.. like the newest Lucifer show i watched tonight.. that was kinda full of predictable cliche’s and really kinda silly.. a Good movie at the theater seems more worth the time these days.. but for me at least.. they are far and few between too.. it’s just more fun to me to be active in output of life now.. instead of the decades of years i spent before as an input person.. the brain and body is stimulated much greater in human potential.. when we direct.. produce.. and act our own play.. instead of just being a spectator of life.. that sadly so many people these days.. spend their leisure time doing.. in ways of video games.. TV.. and other mostly input stuff.. and perhaps that will change for the better i certainly hope.. for the greater well being of the human species..:)
Yes.. sadly Roman Emperor Constantine changed Christianity into a warring religion.. against anyone who dared to believe in another religion.. and that history has continued on for centuries.. particularly gruesome.. was the killing of so many American Indians.. in the name of God.. and of course the taking of slaves in the name of God as well.. from Africa.. but God is in control.. and freedom will come for all…
It is God’s way now.. after aLL is said and done.. my friend Imran..:)
SMiLes.. My Sister.. SOHEIR.. 3000 words of congratulations on your First Year Anniversary providing great learning opportunities about your Faith and many more to come… With More SMiLes iN just 30 words..;)
Sometimes i use Microsoft Word to count as a short cut.. sMiLesx2..:)
My anonymous friend from Facebook shares a formula for deriving one’s Dragon name.. and mine is..
And i say..
This is what Dragons say after every prayer as WeLL..:)
It’s great to be flexible.. And move with grace.. And scare the F out of folks when necessary..;)
OBTW.. F=ALL F=FEAR F=RISE.. F=FORCE F=Fred F=F..YES.. the otheR F word too..;)
SMiLes.. greaTest work of art in minimalist way is the human when free.. in miNd and boDy balance.. a practice of a lifetime at times caught still.. now in selfie ways.. it always moves in flesh life.. the bottom line is i’m brave enough to be me and not hide it..;)
“A human being is a part of the whole, called by us Universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole nature in its beauty.”
~~ Albert Einstein ~~
Smiles.. gigoid.. and relatively few people noticed that Einstein was Jesus COMING AGAIN.. both as destroyer and savior AND JUDGEMENT.. all wrapped up into one package of science and philosophy.. and of course Jesus is metaphor as always as the change among us.. And relatively speaking as always change starts at the individual and politicians are just grinding theIR overall psychopathic leaning aspirations of opposite from what the prophet Einstein suggests in the holy quote above… So Einstein helps in leaving tools of destruction and discovery.. and the exploration of the real UniVerse iS the philosophy and science of our minds and bodys iN balance now.. but still the body relegated as inferior to the mind iN most all of philosophy.. science.. religions and obviously culture still now.. ugh.. as all the perfect models belie the human iN AiSles of Super-Walmart.. waddling to a death of still.. moving makes better breathing.. no doubt.. i must exercise religiously to keep my oxygen uptake great.. as the functional disability of not much nasal air intake.. means i must stay as oxygenated as possible through the art of day to day moVinG but it works great.. as i never get out of breath as long as i keep moving.. and yes.. it gets harder to breathe.. the further one travels from the Forest of life.. WITH TREES.. AND FORTUNATELY i live close to one of the biggest National Forests alive today.. per Black Water River State Forest.. Conecuh National Forest to the north.. and Eglin Air Force Base Forest to the south for a total of 3 million acres.. once 60 million acres in original south eastern forest system.. where i for one will stay.. for life giving air for and to me.. AND AS FAR AS WHAT PROPHET EINSTEIN SAYS.. i will reach out my tentacles online.. and do my best to achieve.. his law for connecting.. but still there is moving and creating.. to make a New World real.. both in us and others… and so good to know that politicians do not control art.. as art comes.. true heArT.. comes.. from within.. the individual holding hands moving and creating with others in a real dance of connecting creating life.. either iN flesh or now vicariously virtuAlly here.. as such in mirror neuron and oxytocin way online in sign language of visual images.. and symbols including the old standard of words.. WITH MORE TO COME..:)
SMiLes.. Divinity is just a word.. Feeling the divine is not a word. Sure.. probably a Neurochemical associated derivative of Nature manifest in us.. inspiring the FEELING of so-called divinity.. and no.. it doesn’t scare me that either God iS ALL of Nature and the feeling of divine.. may only be generated by a Neurochemical.. likely from our Pineal gland when it is not withered away from non-use and comes alive in activities like trance dance or still.. meditating.. to stimulate the all natural Love drug.. DMT.. allowing us to feel aLL one with Nature in how Nature now manifests as us.. in these human skins we wear always now.. not likely that Einstein experienced this from any of the words i’ve read on record from him.. but a regular experience from the less mechanically cognitive oriented ancestors and still primitives of the rain forest who still GET THE fact AND FEELING THAT WE ARE ONE WITH THE GOD OF NATURE.. Anyway.. Einstein had great reverence for the balance of Nature.. and Human Nature as innately in balance and not WACKO OUT OF BALANCE LIKE WE SEE ALL AROUND US NOW but no.. he only saw the tips of the iceberg then out of balance in human cultures.. as the Titanic steers ahead.. with a few weary sailors that are watching for frozen mountains ahead.. The fact that close to half of the world assigns the personal pronoun of he to the God of Nature.. is a very tiny view of something as large as Infinity and beyond words for beyond what exists for that.. Any discussion of God must include a definition for God to have any relevance at all more than a three letter idol as symbol.. Nature both seen and unseen is a clear and present REAL DEFINITION THAT IS AN IRREFUTABLE GOD WITH 100% evidence in all pArts of the whole.. that include us.. now but haha.. to equal any human with this definition of God is pure silliness beyond the fractal Nature of the smAll pARt we play iN ALLTHATIS AS NATURE THAT IS GOD ALWAYS NOW.. REALITY AS IS..:)
WeLL.. SonG noW coMinG for dVerse Tuesday themeD and or ruLed prompt.. and today is about the balance of Nature and Ecology without the politics of it.. as iS always when i did lInk wITh dVerse.. most alWays in the breadth and volume of what i do heRe.. something i did in thouSands of words matched the prompt perfectly as my comment above does.. but i am not just a one focus person one day at a time.. i am a multi-focus person one focus at a now.. so to truly be a Renaissance wo/man not unlike the archetype of Prometheus.. Lucifer the Angel of Light.. Apollo.. Atlas.. Jesus.. and all the other mythological and living examples of folks like this.. make for.. let’s just say.. a little more challenge in life.. wheRe inStead of being limited to just streams and rivers of waves and particles of this and that and the other thing.. wE mirror fields of Oceans spreading to shores unknown before.. and sure.. not everyone dares to be Lucifer.. Prometheus… or even Einstein.. or Jesus.. but the FACT IS SOME DO AND CHANGE THE WORLD.. AND i FOR one AM JUST A WATCHER AND REPORTER KINDA LIKE GOD’S CHEERLEADER IF yoU WiLL.. JUST WATCHING.. OBSERVING FROM THE SIDELINES.. AND RETELLING THE TALE OF ALL i SEE AND FEEL FOR NOW.. YEAH.. i THiNK THErE IS ANOTHER DUDE IN MYTHOLOGY WHO DID THAT NAMED THOTH.. BUT THE METAPHORS ARE INFINITE AS WELL AS BEYOND mY own UniVerse of what i bRinG hEre.. now to get readY for Dance Shopping.. visiting Mother.. and really early wake tomorrow to go to Tallahassee to close on the sell of my father’s estate.. that just about guarantees that i for one.. will be able to continue to tale my story.. with no breaks for however long God Willing allows me this gift of watch and tale.. oh.. and my reward for doing this.. my father earned some of the dollar amount.. along with decades of my ultimate pension work.. but my REWARD FROM GOD.. HEAVEN ALwAYS NOW AS LONG AS i WORSHIP GOD 100% IN HUMBLE AND DEDICATED SERVICE.. AS A SOLDIER WITH WORDS AND DANCE OVER SWORDS FOR NOW.. sure.. ‘Atlas Danced (as is) First’.. the naMe of this next blog post when i get back from Tallahassee on Wednesday Night.. or perhaps Thursday.. anyWay.. i move by flow.. alWays in the eterniTy of now.. as after all.. all of time is an illusion when heaven lives as us.. onLy now.. EtERniTY NOW iS greater than InFiniTy.. as NOW iS ALLTHATiS..:)
LEarning to expand noW to beyOnd infiNiTy iS THE art of Eternity.. wheRe immortaLiTy iS as biG as the preSent NOW.. and yes.. iT’s an inside job first.. before we Dance HEaveN now.. as preSent..:)
Back at 10:56 p.m.. after a very long night of Dance Shopping.. but some moments here to do a few verses at dVerse before nite.. nite.. now comes early as 4:30 am.. will be the rise for for Wednesday’s trip to closing estate stuff.. visiting relatives and friends there and other stuff too.. as always but for now.. a side-trip to dVerse on the trail of poeTry..:)
sMiLes.. damming the Human race might be easy if not for the rest of Nature iN balance.. now.. and of course damming.. just means keeping humans at bay iN balance.. sMiLes aGaiN for noW..:)
* Hmm.. a question here.. what woods are for.. answered above in my comment.. so we can continue to breathe oxygen freely.. only fools cut oxygen down..:)
* ReAlly smArt humans move to climate controlled outside environments conducive to the Natural human condition.. really not so smart folks move to places with snow drifts waist deep or higher.. for the price of a bigger home.. and fancy car.. and such as that.. if not born there to challenge greater than naturally adapted.. too.. Sadly.. too many folks think home begins and ends within the scope of walls and ceilings and wall to wall carpet.. with AC and heated dreams.. To touch the soil with bare-feet.. 365 days a year.. means human fully alive in Well Being.. as our feet have oxytocin receptors to connect to Mother Earth when bare and warm enough to feel the God of Nature all one and alive under neath our feet.. now.. other animals are well adapted to cold.. but humans simply NO.. for snow drifts that reach middle doors of square caves.. with humans hiding inside.. some nows more dead than aLive..:)
* Amazing how many humans are afraid of wild animals after they become domesticated animals and separate themselves from the Larger herd of life and God’s Nature.. Nature respects Nature when wild.. when domesticated.. it’s just soft.. it’s just soft… and sad overall.. as only Wild is TRULY FREE..:)
Dead zones of oceans.. bays.. inlets.. where the dead sea goes to places only living before.. fish feel the price for this.. remains left on shore lines of hate and separation for the rest of Nature..:)
Hmm.. a quick skip over to Shawna’s place before her blog goes poof again..;)
Ah.. the hidden Beaver.. and stolen rear perfumes.. re-yes.. minds me of the Twilight Zone Allegory to serve man all up on a space ship plate.. then.. hmm.. if now Karma is real.. really real.. the irony would be tasty delicious for someone at least.. to finally S E R V E Man.. N O W iN a cook book of R E A L people bread and wines..;)
PS.. that cool kids video is one of my favorites thanks for reminding me of it..;)
Okay.. back in sequential order again..:)
As they say.. as above.. so below.. extended out to tools of animals too.. including human culture.. the largest animal tool of all.. and sure there are viruses smaller than humans eyes can see.. to kill the largest human.. so.. culture is the virus and earth is the host for now.. until it runs out of host that feeds.. the blood of more.. yes too.. inside outside all around.. sometimes small kills big..:)
And that’s all for now.. as there is always early morning.. Mac Pro on the road as well in wireless way.. keyboard included for two hand flow.. Gotta Love it when some one else does the driving and i’m hands free double loaded with all ten fingers free..:)
12:02 am… 1272016 Back at 3:20 p.m. Spotty LTE connections driving back from Tally Town.. on Interstate but will continue here on iMac Pro.. as far as i can go..:)
Nature’s fury rush.. Nature’s sweetness.. Emotions humans hurry more a must iN moving connecting and creating Nature uS..:)
Ah.. so true.. People are trees.. arboreal tree dwellers are uS.. climbing trees in uNion.. esCaping predators capturRinG prey.. raiSinG our arms iN grasp of liFe.. sadly arms fall to sides now.. iN human fAlls now leaves iN BeinG..:)
Astronauts first traveling back from space.. seeing reality of an earth alive.. whole.. instead four walls dead iN school and work.. and screens of scream of course..:)
EventuAlly.. tools of human extending being reclaimed by Nature as hers ALLONE.. Star dUst we come from Dust of Pyramids we go to come backs Nature..:)
More Nature iN uS SinGs wE SonG Free..:)
Back at 10:30 pm.. all secured to big iMac at home.. with faster broadband access to breeze through the rest as that comes.. for now..:)
* So many places.. so many miles.. so many forests still saved and free.. Government is greaTest when it saves us from ourselves.. Where Nature Plays we live more as Wild KinGdom..:)
* SMiLes.. Animals liVE Free and nakEd with Mother Nature unafraid to be exposed as free.. oh.. but humans.. to be free this way is to admit we are now pArt of God of Nature.. sadly.. some folks wanna separate and clothe with lies of culture.. i for one giggle at the clothes ‘they’ wear.. while i am Google fREeD.. AND W i L D..:)
SAndY LoAm.. my backYard connection to God of Nature.. oxytocin receptors groWinG stronGer with warmth of feet oN hands of God below now iN me reaching uP.. spiRaLs aLL around me when i dance Free iS GOD of Nature..:)
ShiNinG Stars above.. so far below they look.. a bluest greenest white and brown eYe.. sKeYes of liFe below looKinG back meeting eYes of Stars.. Star eYes come closer.. eYes of guilt.. a cancer is culture eating this most beautiful eYe of earth.. viSioN greater comes.. when wE sEE.. wITh sKeYes oF Star..:)
Path of Beach Footprints ahead Footprints behind.. Condos rise.. fAll to rear.. Sunset comes Footprints go.. Condos faLL.. Nature now comes Freer..:)
Feeding Nature giving back what takes of us.. Loving We Feeding uS Nature’s Breath.. Life Blood oxyGen.. Tree of Life..:)
Well.. that’s 18 leaving 15.. it appears for tomorrow morning mighty long day here in closing Father’s estate.. since we hours of this Morning.. and hell yes.. this post keeps groWinG Growing GROWING.. but i just keep going.. etc.. for now.. until tomorrow for total post of all of this.. Free.. as dance and poeTry can BE!..:)!
Back at 11:33 am.. 1282016 to catch up..:)
Humanity under fur.. such a beautiful way to endure.. Humanity under clothes of culture.. so separate from our nature heirs inside as uS.. Feral we see.. and feel again.. endless connection to Nature ONE as us.. juSt for NOW.. Paradise lives under fur sTill uS.. Free wE WiLd..:)
SMiLes.. answer to human race.. iS to come back to hEart.. ways of doing that are rather simple LiKE.. danCinG holDinG hAnds.. then the rest falls iN place.. first problem iS extending one hand to the other different and first step of dance.. one.. that takes kiNd courage.. a gift of practice and not a given alone.. wheRe hands live in pockets or smart phones alone… SMiLes.. if E.T. were to arrive today.. he likely would go totAlly unnoticed and sadly never gEt his heArt liGht turned on again.. but nah.. miracles ARE REAL.. When humans feel love of other humans the LoVin’ rest of Nature comes Naturale..:)
InfiNiTy and more of Nature serves up many hot and cold and liGht and Dark.. occaSioNs oF liVing Nature.. but stiLL iN sTone.. electrons.. smaller.. oF atoms.. breathe a dance ani mating.. just to be a tiny pArt of iT.. iS as magic as hUman imagiNaTioN.. iN UniVerse oF uS set Free..:)
First theRe iS sand.. then sticks.. now then scratching imaGinary connections of stars to make an alphabet.. sansKrit.. then collective recorded written language named intelligence.. complex cultures.. guns and atomic bombs.. first there was sand.. answer iS to connect to sand again.. and lose the tools of uS that separate wE from rest oF Living Nature iN uS..:)
Trees breathe liFe iN uS.. We cut uS down.. and suffocate.. while we wait to grow.. iN life aGaiN.. Nature inside.. outside.. above.. so below and all around leaves of wE spread as giving Love.. Tree of Life iS uS as Nature.. Free Wild wE are iN branches so tall and wide Loving Leaves..:)
Elephant trunks reach uP as branch oF trees.. color and texture of bark.. as pARt of Nature free.. oh veins the rivers.. travel life giving blood and water wE.. to separate iS sad to Unify branches of All of uS one Tree of Elephant Trunks togetHeR Wild and free aLive aGaiN..:)
Instinct of Culture iN Plants PInk Flowers.. Bees.. and Birds and human primates.. too.. so far away.. from inNate culture words take us.. but actions.. and even photos.. alWays speak louder than cultural worlds of words E-alone..:)
SMiLes.. my friend.. i Love yoUr natUre oF Love iN aLL words you bRinG here iN Nature poetry..:)
Snakes.. slithery.. slimy.. cold blooded.. often poisonous.. a lowly reminder that the meek inherit the earth even without legs.. they shed a sKin anew..:)
Whales SonGs never forget feeLinG SinGs connecting Fins friEnds aGaiN iN Ocean Seas..:)
Raping Nature.. humans so afraid oF Nature living them.. they chop off feet to see tHeir feaRinG Hands.. first sin hating Trees and Apples same..:)
Real Estate holds humans cOld iN priSon wAlls ceilings hells.. trap them iN.. then expanding bigger prisons.. captives grow.. Nature SinGs outside backyard door.. now humans.. 4 inch SCREAMS Zombie Screens.. First.. a wish for small shelters yes.. careful.. wishes.. do come false..:)
Sailor seas.. shores come and go.. Ocean WinGs grow.. horizon hiGh flows.. alWays glows reaching beginning no end.. so long horizon seen sailing now so free..:)
* Living Beach shines liGht on me.. Culture takes that liGht away.. beaches stay away from culture.. thanks God for protection of country or human will erase beauty Nature.. National Seashores.. you protect God from human cultures of soulLess hate.. for God of Nature..:)
Winds SinG secret iN plain siGht.. move like wE..:)
Simple SonG oF cLouds.. Forms lie away from Beauty’s Essence LOVE..:)
All caught up at 1:19 pm.. publish next.. coming soon..:)
i ain’t scaRed.. been there.. done it.. and yes.. it burns but not in a temperature way… there are no fahrenheits for REAL HELL fire.. in fAct.. the Sith feels better too..wink emoticon
Friend Suzanne from Facebook provides the following super cool link where Science shows that Art activity just two hours a week increases the well being of mental health..
The REAL REAson i’m alWAYS the dude oN the left noW.. It’s Mad SCIENCE of ART..;) but i am mean.. duh.. novel activity.. for decades has been proven to increase natural levels of dopamine in the brain and that is the pleasure neurochemical.. that makes humans feel so good.. all natural reward from the God of Nature.. for doing the new to survive and not stagnating still and basically frigging starving to death.. Live by God gifted Human nature or suffer by going against it by sitting still stagnating by just input activities alone never truly creating anything new by moving moving connecting connecting to others and Nature as whole.. and yes.. creating creating.. and repeat again.. for eternity now.. oh the secret of heaven now.. it’s all about Human Nature as manifest by the God of Nature ALL Naturale..:)
i never kNew beauty sad until i could shed no tears of any kind.. and then i found the strength of Atlas in one tear that finAlly made weak legs strong.. a death now.. made a tear.. a dear cat.. then.. a tear now made a human again.. if only for a moment and the tear birthed the first spark of hope in five years.. truly the first flame to rise up from five years of Ashes later in July of that 2013 year.. so.. sure.. the story of the strength of sorrow and joy inspires me certainly and bRinGs that strength even greater in the present of now by reinforcing it again and again through the art of fingers in song of creativity iN Poetry.. and later dance again.. until every cell in my body receives joy in sure.. neurochemical receptor way throughout my body.. in this greater way of understanding how dArk and LiGht work for joy and hope.. as well as challenge.. it is great to know and feel that the UniVerse as is innate iN uS.. iS aS merciful to allow a tear and sMiLe.. do i need to know this.. not.. reAlly.. i feel therefore.. i F E E L..:)
SMiLes aGaiN.. my friend gigoid and Love to you as WeLL.. Life is a struggle and joy.. some stuff stays relatively the sAMe as balance.. ah.. but joy.. REAL.. iN pleaSure over struggle..:)
Wonderful poem you left in my comments–you definitely grasped what I wanted to communicate about the Salton Sea.
Smiles Victoria.. thanks so much for stopping by on Google Plus with those kind words.. i always enjoy your poetry and it has inspired literAlly thousands of words from my heArt.. my friend.. overall..:)
Hmm.. a kinder gentler fallen Angel..;)
SMiLes.. i suppose the main reason i have no desire to go to Mars or the Moon.. is.. i’ve practically never left the Paradise that i live in.. here.. in Northwest Florida.. beyond the folks who can kinda be sticks in the mud of the past sometimes.. yeah.. i’ve been to edifaced Washington DC.. still not impressive to me.. compared to the sugar white sand and emerald green gulf of the beaches here along with breezing swaying sea oats.. and dove white seagulls.. and did i mention the bikinis.. yes.. the bikinis and tan skin too.. and Disney World.. that was cool.. but i have to admit that as a young man.. what i remembered most was all the tan foreign women.. not wearing bras.. i guess i’m human so sue me.. hehe… so now.. In shorts.. i say.. if there are no bikinis on other planets.. i ain’t goin’… wInks.. but i’m older now.. but sTill not dead.. SMiLes again.. and when i watched one of my most favorite movies.. ‘Contact’ inspired by the writings of Carl Sagan.. it was no surprise to me at all that the place picked for Paradise out of all the Universe for Jodie Foster was Pensacola Beach at the end of that Movie.. and also no surprise that after Billions of year of research the advanced Aliens.. came to the simple conclusion that what makes purpose and meaning iN all of life.. iS the deep human connection of affective empathy in emotional contagion of actually feeling the other person’s heArt of emoTioNs and sharing that together.. sadly technology.. as ironicAlly even science shows takes that away.. when mechanical problem solving cognition activities take the center role over life.. the touchY feelY human ways of connection wither away no less than a stopped up pipe of life.. FULL oF shiT iN iT.. That’s why i saY F all that.. yes.. Fred all that.. and move to poeTry and dance to increase the Alien gift iN me of 14.5 billion years ago.. or so before then.. the gift of that YEs.. in the preSent of now.. in paradise R E A L NOW.. Some nows just a 10 minute segment iN a movie says it aLL.. to employ my mechanical cognition more specifically.. 9 minutes and 53 seconds.. i’m not counting anymore.. i let Microsoft Word do that for me and Word Press in terms of effective/affective results after the flow of words ends free.. and sure.. my Nike GPS sports watch for miles and miles of dance in stores.. after the flow of that ends for now as well.. iN Affect of effect of Human BEinG for N0W WeLL..:)
Well.. this epic Free Verse expression of all that is.. has run its course now.. where Microsoft Word says it’s around 10K words or so with the last post of over 10K words makes a half a novel of Free Verse Epic poeTry or so.. it is what is is.. it just flows until it runs its course.. and gets centered in Word Press publishinG pose.. now.. and i suppose.. this is also a Celebration of course.. in finishing now a 19 month old journey of selling my Father’s estate that ends today at the deposit bank.. hehe.. anyway.. it sets me free.. in truly an Adventure of a lifetime in prison of culture mostly there.. but the bottom line iS now is aLL that exists.. done the hell and now’s the heaven of Dance and SonG now for here.. speaking of dance.. celebrating my 95th dance week at Old Seville Quarter tonight.. with all the cool college age folks there.. so let the party continue.. as i’m always just getting started now.. more fun dance photos to be added in this post.. “Atlas Danced First”.. sometime around the wee hour of 3 am.. on Friday morning.. but the truth.. truth is for someone truly re- tired with full all natural rubber on the wheel the weekend lives now forevermorenow so let the celebration continue.. with a celebration of Kashmir too.. now..:)
Most all that arrives at my heARt now.. comes to print here.. now in only approximation of course as words will never come close to equaling God of Nature’s reality.. sure we can attempt to set the world in concrete.. but the world is set free in God of Nature’s SkeYes.. FREE.. Anyway.. i am so inspired by people first and Nature rest.. that often the headliners of my next epic post come inspired by words of others online.. but no.. of course online is not all of life. is it.. sure.. when one scours the human environment it is becoming more and more it seems.. and E-world of Humans instead of Nature’s touch to six senses of hearing.. seeing.. yes.. touch.. tasting smelling.. and the new science assessed 6th sense of proprioception of where one’s body is in distance and space relative to the real flesh and blood Nature balance inside.. outside.. above.. so below and all around.. sadly online is really all about seeing and hearing.. and that is not nearly what life comprises when all intelligences and the potential for many we do not even recognize.. that truly exist now.. for only some folks that expand their mindful awarenesses into the realm of art of being.. including emotional intelligences of infinite ways of feeling emotions along with the art of movement or generally dance and martial arts that can be infinite too.. in scope and complexity of what we can create to do and not just be.. as stagnant labels of human being.. hmm.. it seems so many folks wanna be famous these days.. without the understanding of what that wish would actually bring.. and that is truly easy to see when one looks at the problems of Hollywood stars.. Musicians and all the other top dollar folks.. including Athletes too.. who are the bringers of Sport now to tame a human tribal way in safer activities than guns and nuclear bombs.. to the art of singing and dancing.. that inspire our inner emotions to bring liGht into our life.. raising our SpiRit of emoTioNal HeARt higher and higher in mirror neuron emotional contagion way of affective empathy true.. where we feel more of life both in senses and emoTioNs.. nuanced and beautiful as they can be.. and sure this includes sensuality/sexuality too.. as of course that is the driving innate force of human Nature survival and all animals who reproduce to carry own on this earth of tHeirs and ours aLive for more breathing and existing here on this most Beautiful terrestrial plane.. at least where humans are evolved to inhabit in their innate skin of living breathing homeostasis in animal way.. now.. One day if i keep going at this rate i may write a novel of 40K words or more.. just in stream of consciousness writing BUT OH NO.. THAT AIN’T WHAT HUMANS ARE STILL EVOLVED TO DO.. AND THERE IS A PRICE FOR THAT I WILL PAY IN TERMS OF HEALTH OF SITTING STILL NO MATTER HOW LONG I DANCE AFTER I STAND UP.. AFTER 24 TO 48 HOURS OF WRITING OR MORE..
My body says no to that.. no matter how powerful now the neurochemicals and neurohormones of human potential in mind say GO GO GO.. GO GO GO.. now.. i have a rational mind that tales me.. stay stay stay.. at least long enough to retain human balance in animal homeostasis where just to create is not enough and just to connect online is not enough.. one must venture out into the flesh world of Nature and other Human Beings.. to fully Move.. Connect and Create as the God of Nature evolves us still to be moving.. connecting creating now.. more more more.. and away from this new experiment of sitting still and working in a virtual world so far away from other incredible human intelligences that are not even being touched at all when we sit here online and waste them away in human epigenetic potential LOST LOST LOST.. YES. LOST.. HUMAN BEING DOWN THE TOILET BOWL OF ONLINE ONLY.. HMM.. warning for me yesterday.. is when i leaned down with my left hand to sit and rise from my Cadillac of office chairs designed to sit for 8 hours or more.. of plus 250 LB humans with really thick chrome metal arms.. Industrial style in office as it were before i broke the dam left arm of my chair off again.. now.. granted i do leg press half a ton twenty five times.. and bicep curl over 200LBS easily with arms fully employed at gym.. but still it is the amount of time of sitting in this chair and getting in and out of it.. that creates the wear and tear to break a arm of chrome thick metal steel.. two times now in 6 months.. welded by professionals last time.. scheduled to get re-welded again now.. so yeah.. even though i dance around 166 miles a month all around the public.. i must escape this chair more during the day now of all hours.. and my cholesterol testing shows a rising issue with that too.. as well as active blood pressure.. that is rising somewhat too.. the bio-feedback is in.. i don’t wanna end up like Moby the Cat who just smiles.. loves.. and eats.. i must move like a feral cat more.. to more fully connect and create in the real Flesh and Nature world Now.. So back to my other world of flesh and blood now.. i suppose i continue to gain the status of legend.. by what i do.. in dance.. instead of who i am as Fred.. yes the dancing guy legend stories continue to come in.. as two of the bathrooms are broken at Old Seville Quarter last night with a very long line to get to the urinals of relief.. and as with most males.. no.. no words allowed in bathrooms.. get it.. get out and that’s it.. but last night was an exception as a group of about 7 or 8 guys wanted to know all about the history and more of the so-called dancing legend of P-cola Florida.. and then when i was getting ready to leave the parking lot.. a dude getting in his car spotted me.. runs over and taps on the passenger window of my car saying.. hey man can i please get a selfie with you.. i’ve been seeing you dance for like 6 years since i was 18 and have always wanted to meet you.. please.. please.. please.. hmm.. okay that’s how legends and even myths about folks flow harder as first it is one year.. two years.. of dancing.. now 2 and a half.. and someone else adds in another three and a half to make it 6 years of dancing free and wild and notable enough to crave a selfie autograph with said legend.. and anyway.. the prospect of fame.. is a sour taste to me.. as that is the last place one can be truly free.. and have fun.. and be noticed for what they do.. instead of who they are.. so dancing legend dancing guy of the P’cola metro area.. will continue to be enough for me.. as i control the fanfare.. and no one can close me in.. in a small box of publicized fame.. and plus i am a sacred clown and or fool overall as my current assigned role in destiny now.. and what i do.. to serve the God of Nature is now between God and me.. and no other frigging employer.. so while some folks are working hard for bucks.. for fame.. or the weekend i am frigging working ALL FOR NOW.. HOLDING NOTHING BACK EXCEPT FOR THE HINTS GOD GIVES ME ALL INNATE.. INSTINCTUAL AND INTUITIVE LIKE FRIGGING BREAKING THE LEFT ARM OF MY HEAVY DUTY INDUSTRIAL OFFICE CHAIR FOR SITTING STAGNATING PER MOST SENSES AND EMOTIONS OF HUMAN BEING.. as yes.. i am only frigging human and i get no special passes for anything in life.. but it does feel good to have both females and males now.. by the scores when i go to the public dance hall.. hi- five me and say the most common phrase i hear of DUDE YOU ARE AWESOME.. and keep in mind if one reads me before very much.. that i once was a shut-in in my home for 66 months.. only escaping in severe pain with shades on.. sitting in my car at Super-Walmart wishing.. i could go in there and just be a frigging participating human being like everyone else in the world.. while Katrina shops back then.. So now i dance the Lesson and Revelation of 66 months of pain for me is Dance SinG and F in work for NOW.. So.. just now returning to this computer for this.. after Yellow boy grabbed my arm with his sharp claws while i was reviewing what i did last night by way of current ‘Atlas Danced First’ Post.. as after several cloudy and rainy days he knows and feels where the place he must be is at.. and that is on the patio relaxing in both shade and sun free.. as the Sun gives life to us.. and to avoid it is to wither away too.. even for human beings.. with all our clothes and other illusions of culture that set us so far away from God’s Nature iN uS as Wild And Free Beings no better than another animal of this earth.. but of course so far removed and worse off than most wild animals in ways of Nature in moving connecting creating intelligences that modern schools and standard IQ rarely touch.. including all sensory.. sensual and emotional intelligences and the Existential one’s of connection with the God of Nature as well.. that are a synergy of all above.. to create the whole of uS to work for now.. with GOD JUST NOW.. i will be visiting dVerse online Thursday themed link about writing now directly about images.. later after i visit a few blogger friends to get inspired about what they are currently writing.. to add more here.. but this time early.. i already know and feel what the title of this next post will be.. yes.. ‘WORKING FOR NOW’ WITHOUT hopes for fAMe and money.. just for working for now and beinG pArt of NoW.. Free and Wild as God of Nature WiLL have Nature’s Children Wild and FREE aLive NOW..:)
Nana Abu receiting and explaining Zarb e kaleem is the greatest thing ever. It takes very special people to understand the poetry of Allama Iqbal and it takes even more special people with very special heart to feel his poetry.
i found this one about the Morning Sun.. and it certainly rings true to me.. as in the morning sun in the specter of the Forest behind my back door.. of walls and ceilings.. all the answers of God are there just waiting for me to see and feel.. once they come as one wITh me as Nature Free.. but no words can truly contain this free.. as contain is prison and God’s Nature lives free iN uS when Free and WiLd as the rest of Nature of course.. all the answers for God above.. so below.. inside outside.. aLL around us Nature FReED..:)
Consistency.. the pill for fear.. the cure.. creativity just doing something new.. hmm.. people get all freaky when exposed to something new.. unless they themselves go down the path less driven by others in so many ways.. some folks feel it their duty of tradition and acceptance to do it all the consistent way.. others get bored and make a new path.. another human journey unbundles unpacks iN epigenetic SpRing a new human way is born alive so free.. now.. and breezy.. the wind of all directions become us.. now.. and yeah.. of course the man reason that republicans push limits on female reproduction.. along with all other patriarchal ways.. is fear of being man.. and taking the full responsibility of meeting the demands of a woman truly free.. most men are terrified by truly free women.. but many countries do not allow truly free women to be themselves so they marry disgruntled and Nature gets the final say.. as most often.. when pregnant women are disgruntled or forced into institutional rape.. the stress during pregnancy in hormonal in-utero way.. just creates more weak males or no males at all.. Nature gets her way either by metaphor of the womb or timid males.. and the cycle goes on.. until women become free enough to choose who they want to freely procreate with or not procreate at all.. and just do other creating stuff.. to help the species survive.. but anyway.. the cat is out of the cage.. there ain’t no turning back now.. women for the most part are becoming FREER ALMOST EVERYWHERE WE SPEAK.. sMiLes.. i Love Free Women but.. no.. i ain’t scared.. ’cause i am a FREE MAN without silly fears.. as i know and feel what women TRULY WANT.. TO BE FREE IS IT.. JUST FREE LIKE US AND ME.. SO FREE..:)
SMiLes.. a great philosopher.. probably.. hundreds.. thousands.. and billions of ‘philosophers’ once said.. then and now.. Love is never now as strong as it is when lost.. now.. Loving now.. now.. is the greatest Love.. as Loving now.. now.. is never now.. lost tomorrow.. as now is tomorrow too.. and yesterday doesn’t matter when Love iS Loving Now.. In other words.. when Love is Lost People pay attention to Love now.. Loving Now solves that problem now.. but Now.. now iS the practice of Love Now.. that counts when now successfully employed now as a way of life.. now in other words.. words are not enough.. Doing Love now.. is all that truly counts now.. whether remembered as now lost or Loving Now.. now.. continuAlly now.. now. now.. anyWay.. Love iS Strange Love iS Real and Love CAN BE.. ALwAYS NOW..:)
Next stop now.. dVerse with the direct describing imaging prompt from Thursday.. time for a few and gym calls then..:)
ImagiNation.. visual images created and remembered in mind that some of us can count on.. but some of us.. as science and others tale in words alone.. are not images that they can see with eye’s mind iN view.. Never a word person myself until recently as far as thinking goes.. reading plenty but visual images.. patterns.. are my forte. Interestingly enough.. some folks navigate the world in words of guiding through and for others an iron cross can take one farther iN iMages than the longest locomotive words known as print.. so.. sure..i’m waiting patiently for 6 to 99.. guaranteed to come.. as pictures tale more words than mind will ever say..:)
* Grey crawling ash bark driving branches.. touching skies.. rain calling.. Tree reaches up now for Sun.. fAlling behind clouds.. hope rotting.. roots SinG back.. sky responds.. rains Free Sun..:)
* Lillies.. Roses.. flowers all.. color human emotions.. petaLed strong.. fading falling petals now make room for other colors Life..:)
Trees of night live liGht in shadows of greater bright.. roots dig deep in hidden life..:)
A skip and jump out of sequential order to Shawna’s place before it morphs into whom ever’s place..:)
Books dream in carpet hAirs cat snores.. Sun shines out.. book screams..:)
Back in sequential order for now..
* Facebook photos stagnaTinG never changing profile ways.. all days change picture real now and make i what i is now.. never afraid to be now.. i.. wheRe aLL now i KNow/FEEL that matters.. now..:)
* Beach Life.. after glow.. washing away all reminders on us oF earth.. iroNic.. dusTing liFe now iN ground.. uS.. oFF..:)
SUn sHades.. SuN BaThes.. CaT pAws SinG sUn cLaws sPlay cAt SmiLes SuN WHoLe..:)
Eight is enough for now.. and sure.. regarding the asterisks for places where my longer play was not welcome before.. some folks play short and light.. some folks play long and hard.. others make rules and try to fit others in molds.. not everyone can get the attention span of JOB until they go to hell.. and learn a little patience in heaven and learn how to work long and hard to make the best of all that exists as now.. so in other words.. i could spend 30 seconds or so and do the brevity thingie.. that is the new twitter way of most all that comes into human minds now.. or go deeper harder and have a metaphorical human orgasm of now always.. in UniVerse of MiND.. Quantum released and unleashed to do more.. than 30 second poetry here and there.. pLeasing the audience of brevity theRe..:)
5:25 pm.. Anyway.. the truth is.. after spending almost always now online during my illness from November 26th.. 2010.. then.. until July 22nd or so of 2013.. rising up on the beach and dancing real life again.. yeah.. the phoenix thingy applies specificAlly here.. what i learned very well in those first three years.. is online ain’t a place to make real friends in the touchy feely way of life.. no matter how hard one tries.. most often.. although rare exceptions do come here and now.. yeah.. i can name.. maybe.. less than 20 out of 100K or so.. compared to thousands in the real fleshy world of past and present.. where i can actuAlly reach and touch folks with eyes.. dance.. or song.. now.. yeah.. eYes with shades don’t really do the trick so dance.. SonG and sMiLes must suffice for now.. at least.. well.. anyway.. the flesh world is where we meet friends most often that last.. if we become Superman online or cater to the lowest common denominator we can buy likes and favorites online.. but nah.. i can’t play that shallow game of life.. where i never even dip into the human pARt at aLL.. i must dive deeper.. and skim past the shalLow Life now.. i could make 100 links of poeTry out of just one epic post here.. but why do a hundred when 1 WiLL do for me at least.. brevity as epic works for me..:) 5:31 pm… Back at 11:34 pm..
Hmm.. one more poem.. from Shawna.. didn’t see the link before.. but read it anyway.. before.. and blog gone now. so i’ll skip to that first..
Oh.. poem connections high.. low.. spreading out and in.. writing completely satisfying..:)
SaiLinG.. air birds taKing fliGht.. oars roWing.. sunliGht soaRing hiGher never heaRinG words at aLL..:)
Get an iMac one’ll never go back.. now so confident anYone wITh computer problems doesn’t have iMac.. Micro soft.. bLues..:)
7 here.. now sleep.. 12:29 pm 1302016..:)
Back at 8:33 am.. with 26 more to go.. to get all caught up!..;)
Iron of past so secure and true.. butterfly wings say false.. all is change and potential new..:)
Oh my God.. that’s why i hate form poetry.. it’s like birthing the same baby over and over again.. ad nauseam.. essence is cool.. now when Quantum mind is unleashed and released.. essence free of prison form hell..;)
Side note here.. this is what i love most about random poeTry all over online wherever i go.. my mind is a UniVerse inside free now when unscathed by limitations and expectations of cultures and others imprisoned by what comes before.. now don’t get me wrong what comes before is mighty cool.. but what comes new.. that’s the REAL MAGIC of Creativity.. and it dam sure don’t come in paint by numbers style alone.. Allone is taking it all in consideration.. from allthatis.. letting all that go.. and just floWing the tides and rivers.. streams and oceans in fields of consciousness both visible and invisible to us in planning awareness freer in mindful awareness total.. human Quantum miNd and boDy iN balance unleashed and released wheRe the new stuff comes out more and more as nows go by.. yes.. truly like a mind orgasm it is.. where below comes above.. with aLL iN synch.. hmm.. looking for a song.. now i feel the one for this segment of open flow Ocean poeTry FREE!..:) Side note ends..
Canines.. oh.. so sharp sinking.. SinKing apex predator so free.. short hunts grocery store steak captures blood.. flesh so rare and fat..;)
Oh.. the glory oh.. the peace iF IsiL sword swingers wILL replace swords with bats and just play BALL! instead of human heads.. ugh.. dum humans.. without tribal sports..;)
side note.. #dumhumans side note ends..
sidenote begins again.. a very taling note on the state of mindheart of many poets.. online and off.. is the melancholy mostly ‘present’.. now.. and yes.. been theRe and dOne the dArk pArt all too bLack.. and understand the hatred of joy.. and probably why my happy parTy doesn’t get too many melancholy poet visits here.. with my celebration of my liFe iN 360 degrees of supeRJOY HERE.. anywWy there was a prompt on humor at dVerse one time and suddenly all the creative minds went blank as they couldn’t figure out how to write about the emotion of human humor.. oh my GOD.. can’t ya see anything.. ironic.. saracastic.. satirical about the insanity of the world we live in.. where some folks make a man an only God man.. and others make a man the last prophet of the entire trillions or so stars of Universe.. with all God’s other creatures to bow down before these two folks.. message from God.. where words are just symbols and God iS so much MORE IN ESSENCE OF ALL THAT IS.. EVEN iN THE TINY EYE OF A HUMAN AIDED TELESCOPE NOW.. HUMANS ARE SOCIAL ANIMALS MORE THAN INTELLECTUAL ANIMALS.. LET’S FACE THE FACTS AND AS YOU KnOW AND i FEEL EMOTIONS ARE PARAMOUNT TO HUMAN HAPPINESS AND SUCCESS iN SOCIAL LIFE.. but the problem is humans are ignorant of reality when it comes to social acceptance.. they will believe FUCKING ANYTHING to be accepted by the tribe.. words are dangerous.. Love is real.. Common Sense iS contagious when humans put tHeir feeling and thinKinG caps on and get unhosed by lies of the past.. to control and subjugate humans through illusory fears and promises.. for status.. power and material gains.. to collect enough subsistence to make sure tHeir kiddies get all the spoils and riches of the raping and pillages of someone else’s home of free.. but these are the psychopathic leaning humans among us. problem is getting gullible humans to understand the difference between the God of Nature Truth and LiGhts that each individual iS gifted from birth to discern verses cold and psychopathic leaning lies of F in Control.. Freaks after power.. spoils.. and raping someone else for more.. including mother earth as whole.. to F in Kill the whole human race for selfish purposes of devil’s eyes… side note ends again.. for now..;)
It’s surprising i have any friends at all.. as i refuse to lie to God or me or anyone else.. as what i for one am here for is to spread truth and liGht no matter how un comfortable it may be to hear and absorb but the truth is the truth and liGht WiLL set ya free in God’s Kingdom of heaven iN aLL oF God’s Nature manifest iN uS for Now.. the first step to freedom iS escaping the lies of the past.. and then creating something new with God’s gift of moving connecting and creating for God’s children once again free and wild unshackled from lies of before.. the golden age of knoWinG Truth and LiGht of God of Nature that is hear now.. for those who listen to aLL those iN the kNow and Feel of THAT.. IT’S ALL OVER CULTURE.. FOR THE ONE’S WHO DARE TO GO THERE.. POP MUSICIANS.. AND OTHER ARTISTS GET IT.. SPREAD IT.. AND ARE JUST WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO GET IT TOO.. JUST TO BE NICE.. AS THEY ALREADY GOT IT.. AND JUST WANNA SHARE TO ALLOW OTHER FOLKS PASSAGE TO HEAVEN NOW.. sadly that freedom terrifies some folks enough where they are willing to kill other folks and remain now in hell instead of going to heaven now.. ignorance iS insanity.. bliss iS kNowledge and feeLinG of what iS REAL AS TRUTH AND LIgHt for each human to individuAlly discern with the gift of eYes from God aLL innate.. instinctual and intuitive living as God inside uS Now! juSt Now!..:) yeah.. sidenotes come in particles waves and fields of three iN OCEAN TRUE AND LIGHT AS WELL.. FOR now gOne..:)
Human boarded homes.. floors old.. human old in age.. but still new in feat of young.. where 55 year old floors will crash to earth from 55 year old feats of feet still groWinG Stronger with God’s relative free wIll gifted iN uS.. we come crashing ahead with new liGht of Strength and Love for Joy’s truth..:)
Another quick side note.. A Poetry ‘professor’ once visited me and phrased her guidance first with i don’t wanna rain on your party BUT.. first clue she ain’t happy and i am.. and then she says.. more than 14 lines must be single spaced according to ‘THE RULES’ of poetry and ya.. got too much emoTion going on here.. and haha.. i’m thinking.. hey baby.. if ya ever go to hell and get out ya will understand and FEEL THIS MUCH AND DO THIS MUCH TOO.. WITHOUT SIDE WALKS OF HUMAN BEINGS TO TAKE YA BACK TO CONCRETE HELL.. lesson learned for me.. lesson feeling for others likely still coming in God’s GREAT NOW..:) yes it was quick.. took 30 seconds to type it.. might take more than a minute to read iT though..;) side note ends again.. and the pARty stays ONE!..:)
Bright eyed peaches desKing miNd/boDy heArts creativity @school.. cogs now machines @work.. prey hoping one now peach wiLL stop rotting and ripe again.. moving.. connecting creating fruition aLive..:)
yeah.. another side note.. leaving school with three degrees.. briGht eYed and busy talEd.. waiting to create a world.. ugh.. job prospects outside of office work few.. minimum wage liGht in Military Government Bowling Center work.. meet 100k or so flesh and blood humans over around two decades.. each human a UniVerse within of experience to know and feel.. all those interactions treasure UniVerse Whole of meNow.. UniVersity of Bowling Two decades almost spent.. greaTest education ever for a human now.. and then theRe was/iS gym.. and dance hall.. beach and all the other churches and Universities of God’s Nature True in liGht of all Natural prowess of strength.. human.. art and wisdom true in liGht for then and alWays now.. it’s the pARt ya take with ya so far away from work of machine and textbooks of school.. if i am a FKing genius it is more because of the humans in the Bowling Alley than any school or actual technical work i’ve ever done.. the human heARt says more than any other art of science now.. experience of wisdom and love.. in Truth and liGht is the way that keeps giVing inFinity NOW alWays..:) and side note ends again..;)
um.. plums are not enough.. bers..;)
pAint on paint off.. was off wAx on.. art iS iN new strOkes bRushing ‘fences.. fenCinG sWords..:)
side note.. #iMFkINGbriGht ..;) ends stARts..
back to dVerse now..
* Imagery poeTry iS kinda nice but iF there ain’t no deeper meaning.. i’d rather iMagine wITh eYes.. Nature iS better but i’ll settle 4 crisp clean iPhone6S photo(s).. ugh.. words without deeper meaning.. just concrete.. more or less to me.. but sure.. concrete status.. great.. for metaphor scare..:)
sidenote.. yep.. Seriously.. the challenge is as old as humanity now.. MOST always the conservative natures against the liberal natures of uS.. some see concrete.. some see metaphors.. some afraid of naked some unclothed.. bottom line is some scaRed some fearless.. i WONE..fearless and liberal MInD AND BOdY FREE BALANCE.. now.. fish out of conservative poetry schools online.. the little nippy bully fishies bit at me.. until i said F it.. yes.. Fred it.. i am free.. naked.. liberal. OPEN MIND AND BODY BALANCed.. wiLd hUman SO FREE AGAIN! side note ends..;)
yeah.. sure.. i’m preAching to the choir oF me.. but iT iS me that liVes so free and wiLd..:) side notex2ends again..
Essence oF tea Feels..:)
side note.. (:..this is the most boring prompt of all.. FOR A naturAlly visual THiN KinG person like me but..oh.. challenge so GREAT!.;)
Seriously.. some folks navigate the world with words.. and do not see images like some of the rest of us.. DO.. namely the liberal among us over conservative iN ways of seeing more iN life.. iT iS challenge of Nature continUinG as uS.. iN Us.. spectrum.. variety.. of challenge and ease in flow of images.. words.. senses.. sensualities.. feelings.. and so much MORE!..:) side note ends..
* Ah.. so many guidelines.. books.. and other online help guides for publishing books.. oh.. so much brown nosing.. to get another look.. so many empty platitudes to stroke egos to get another like and another look.. oh the world of commercials has invaded poeTry land.. thanks God.. i am free and not a shallow point of that.. in online bricks.. of wall that has no escape but more brown nosing to go.. but still.. oh.. you inspire me so.. as i am working for now..! and no FKing pubFishing print..;)!
another note.. Anonymous AsteRisk poeTry inspiration is so dam cool.. as ya can say what eva’ ya want and not worry about butt hurtt sore folks..;) [/giggle}:
FloWeRed earth tRagic pot…
Asphalt humans.. road play prey road kill spells hU man dooms…
Houses fade in Summer Sun pyramids fall to Star dust.. Birds play alive in Tree homes.. knowledge feels lives free..:)
Ghost homes on dimly lit streets.. waiting for soUls to enter again..:)
liFe Door.. never ceaSing.. now open asKing onenowforever more everfornowone..:)
Book signed by Pope.. XPriest Grandfather’s Book.. Yellow Boy sits atop book.. wife says scram.. i say.. if Yellow Boy is not that book there is no God but pages in a book.. that’s a parable my friend and more than simple imagery reServed for now..:)
Meaning and Purpose iN sacred fishing boat of liFe.. Sacred aLL aLL fish caught.. Virgin or Not.. sMiles..:)
(:..yeah.. that’s a parAble.. 2..;)
ALLuRe oF innocence pInk petaLed floWers noW oF yoUth aLiVe.. never gro WinG cOlder spiRit floWinG FreEr NOw..:)
Ugh.. money pit homes.. remind uS.. tenants upon rent Home Earth..:)
Ah.. i guess you accidentAlly lInked your first one as the second one in the lIink page.. but at least one person found the new one and now me too.. hmm.. funny how easy most folks give up these days.. lesSon of JOB goes a long way to search a little longer for success.. but anyWay.. back to the current one.. yeah.. potatoes can be boring but they sure do fill up tummies more than colorful fruits and veggies.. potatoes.. always the common man staple.. of life.. so filling and feeling too in comfort food way.. and humans are like that too.. it is often the brown paper bag humans that touch us the most on sidewalk streets.. at least those of us with brown paper heaRts my friend.. Victoria.. stores no cOld..:)
Note.. i went on a little longer here than usual.. as i predict there will be no plastic bags to follow..;)
Old homes across tracks of trains.. where porches live.. extincting being human.. AC rules..:)
WeLL.. my friEnd almost at the end Lynn.. i wrote 37 poems to get here and it was worth it just to see the shape of your snow drift words.. now on to 39 as the sNow of me drifts oN..;)
P.S.. Poe Try Hob by that never ends.. free.. easy peacey breezey wiNds.. forty iS juSt anotHeR one oF mY favorite numBers to eNd anD beGiN aGaiN..:)
OMG..! thanks so much! i keep hoping to remember to change the year and a half blades out on my 2 0 1 4 Honda Civic EX Coupe.. aLL Blue Onyx.. with raindrop smears blocKing storm View.. ha! maybe you saved my life.. with juSt aN iMageRy poem..;)
Well.. that makes a total of 40 with the double hit on Lynn’s poem.. and of course OG.. more with all my side note poems including this one.. hehe.. poetry done now.. for dVerse forms until Monday.. more writing to come.. but it’s now to get out in the flesh and blood world.. and DANCE BABY DANCE FREE OF INK AND PENS AND HARDWARE TOO..;)
12:123 pm.. 1302016 yeah.. God rewards me by the hoUr foR noW..;)
A tear of freedom is aLL iT takes…
Yes.. it took precisely 230 minutes to complete this last segment..;)
Hi.. gigoid.. thanks for coming by.. just back from working out.. and sleep will be coming soon for me too.. enjoy your recharge.. i plan a full night of sleep as well.. compared to last night of dance.. for sure..:)
Work-out shirt photo.. SpRinG back again.. coming this weekend warm is always possible in North Florida way of change..:)
From Google Plus.. Victoria says.. I enjoy your poetic comments. Thank you Freddie.
SMiLes.. you are always welcome Victoria..:)
i say now..
SMiLes.. friend gigoid.. Nature Kills Nature Loves.. Nature Laughs Nature Plays Nature Purrs Nature Creates an inFinite numBer of poems through human too.. Emotional Intelligences Number IQ.. Moving Art of Dance.. Ballet and Martial Arts too.. more we gAiN more oUr relatively infiniTe human potenTial intelligences the more one sees God aS magiC cenTeRed iN bEinG and balanCe liVinG iS As Us.. but true iT seems theRe are the chosen ones.. who figure thiS out by choosing themselves and finding God iN Center play moVinG connecTinG creaTinG repeaTinG iN no necessary order.. expand for more.. Some UniVerses keep expanding some fAll back.. but my my to have some choices iS maGic iN deed for what iS credible for MAgic God iN aS uS.. God or NatUre makes no difference the maGiC iS thE sAMe when experienced asOne.. Been to both places now.. one iS a concrete boX iN liFe.. tHe otheRs hAve no liMits aLiVe.. now.. as ART.. and that’s all theRe is.. is now.. any way.. for now.. Zombie Apocalypse or alive in moving connecting and creating ways as GOD now iN aS uS.. Nature sounds so much prettier and uglier too.. but no one ever said God iS FAir or knowledgeAble or perfect except iN illusions of huMan eYes.. that see perfect when perfect is heLL.. below the practice oF tApEsTrY noWaRt..;)
SMiLes.. AlWays a pleaSure to visit here in all the free floWing work you do to add Truth and liGht iN ways oF ancient and modern Love and Wisdom.. there just ain’t nothing like iT most other places i go.. my friend.. so yes.. a treaSure remains here.. for now..:)
Hi Friend Zee.. all essence of Art.. Human heArt.. iN SpiRit reAching out to Grow.. not folLow.. and that is mostly the problem with school and work.. maKinG humans now into computers.. cogs in machines to suit society and now basic subsistence needs.. it’s a scary thOught trUly not to have the time to a write a poem in a month’s demand of school or work.. or painting either.. as deliGhtfuL iN color and dArk oF umbrella sHade from colors iN liFe as you paint ‘above’ my friend.. but sure i wandered the desert of no creativity from age 13 to 53.. with little respite from a culture demanding me to be more machine than human now then.. the metaphors for the Matrix and Terminator series of movies are no myth they are real now.. prophet movies of wheRe humans are now.. then too.. but more so.. so much more so now.. until we escape the science of culture and are just free again.. to move.. connect and create.. as that is what eliminates the black umbrella of culture that covers the colors of the wind that paint so beautifuLLy when free flows uS..:)
From last year.. sTill applicable now tommorownow as well.. of course..;)
Haha.. Shawna.. you know that song.. you light up my life.. you light up my brain.. brains of a feather stick togetHer.. but i’m not gonna say it like it was orginAlly statEd.. heheR.. as usual… Yeah.. this Innate Autism and Bi-Polar stuff is really hard when one is in mainstream society.. but haha! when free it’s super hero stuff.. but more like legend not being afraid to JUST BE ME.. man.. i wish you could be just you.. in the flesh life as you do it OH SO WELL.. ONLINE.. and that’s where i starTed so let it be written so let it be done.. i made myself into a mythical creature first.. and i manifest as the dancing guy in real life.. and the martial arts dude.. and the dude that presses half a ton with his legs.. DREAMS COME TRUE.. all i wanted in life was friends.. and i feel like i have a few plus my wife now.. so mission fully accomplished.. dancing and poeTry is just icing that made the cake come true.. Love you friend.. i’m glad you came my way.. and now off to visit your blog with my fingers crossed that it stays there by the now i get there now.. so off to Shawna’s place..:)
OMG..! Shawna..! one of my favorite subjects.. my pineal gland.. and for folks who don’t know/FEEL iT.. that’s in the upper head.. yes.. as you kNow.. cut and paste coming for thiS.. hehe.. and DMT.. OMGx2.. the spirit molecule isS alwWys riSinG me uP when i sinG and dance.. some folks get easier access and i got some at 21.. and now i have an all natural prescription focused more by new electronic music and trance dance HIGHER AND HIGHER.. without substance drugs.. and seriously most everynow i dance i have folks begging me for whatever i’m on.. and i just tale ’em dance baby.. 166.66 miles a month and you can have this alWays now too.. A dancer moving with savage grace like dancing girls in ancient Egypt am i.. and hell yah.. males did it more than women.. back when being naturAlly hiGh was the iN FEELinG to do to connect God oF allthatis ONE ONE ONE.. LIKE YESHUA… sure he danced almost as much as me.. or more.. in the desert sands of balance my friend.. where each gRain of sand iS UniVerse to dance on hiGher and hiGher with eYes oF God.. if i could bottle what i feel like inside.. when i dance so free and wild.. i could make a trillion dollars and feed all the poor.. and give everyone.. a home for free.. and no i wouldn’t seLL iT.. i would just give it free to the billionaires.. as a practice of life.. and then they could see that heaven iS iNside and notFKING iN A DOLLAR BILL.. and give theiR spare dollars aWay! sMiLes so hiGh and a John Denver SonG comes to mind.. i Loved his movies.. by the way.. about God being George Burns.. and being John’s best friend..
it’s hard to prove you see God to folks who Can’t FEEL GOD ALL INSIDE.. OUTSIDE.. ABOVE.. SO BELOW AND ALL AROUND BUT IT IS THE REAL DEAL THAT OUR ANCESTORS KNEW AND FELT WHEN THEY danced under the moonlit fires of night naked togEtHer and FREE.. ’till some one came.. and told ’em you are crazy God iS a word and not iN ONE and all around the dance of liFe iNTruth and LiGht.. Thanks for the GOD PROMPT! wITh spiRit Molecule fully in tow.. as i just got back from danCinG 12 miles.. my friEnd Shawna.. aGaiN!..:)
Dance on.. Shawna Baby.. And Keep your Angel WinGs on.. Yeah. that song We Could Be Heroes.. By Tove Lo.. Doing the Nike Victory Dance.. All the way home.. Baby.. And yes.. reference ‘these’ very pretty car selfies.. Car selfies are so cool.. yes.. again.. while parking of course.. And speaking of Angels.. so true.. you never age.. just like my wife.. and more homework coming here..
Yes.. per this link.. Androgynous folks on the Autism Spectrum.. on the so-called higher functioning end like you and me.. yeah.. sure.. know you haven’t been diagnosed but hmm.. yeah.. i’m almost totAlly sure.. we both have the ‘Angel disease’.. hehe.. as the research above shows that folks with this so-called YOUTH disorder have higher levels of DHEA.. well into older ages.. compared to control groups.. so yeah.. perhaps we are Angels in a metaphorical way of course.. as higher levels of this does keep ya younger.. Baby Shawna.. yeah.. that’s wheRe i got the Baby pArt from.. ’cause ya never age.. since around ’98.. forever twenty-one and all that stuff!..;)
Anyway.. enjoy the homework.. if only i didn’t talk so dam fast.. and scattered.. i probably would have ended up being a real teacher instead of an Internet PHilosopher and all of THAT..;)
AND.. IF ya wanna know more about Autism now and Androgyny.. truly a fascinating subject on its own merit too.. here is another link here..
Yup.. some of the topics i authored on the Wrong Planet out of my 8005 posts and around 8 million words there are still top Google search results based on topic name..
i get around.. hehe..;) with different aliases.. THAT one is Aghogday.. and haha.. like you my friend.. there are MANY MANY MORE.. from the past.. but now i keep with the same one.. as i’ve got stuff to say for the ages.. now..:)
And also ‘nuTher side note here..
Aghogday.. back in its popular days.. used to bring up the result Aghori too.. on Google..
Yup.. the left handed path.. and the dark side and all of that.. Anyway.. ya probably have some nursing to do.. imagine if we met face to face.. we would talk for days.. and wear our brains out.. yeah.. probably good that you erase your blogs.. ’cause i can be A FRIGGING EXHAUSTING HEADACHE LIKE MY WIFE SAYS.. and part of the reason that my online activities are her REALLY BIG HEADACHE PILL.. for brain relief from ME!.. heHEX2..;)
But see that’s the thing.. with DHEA.. my brain never ages AND KEEPS GROwING LIKE FREDINSTEIN’S MONSTER!.. And i keep getting faster and stronger.. and etc.. etc.. yeah.. kinda like the modern Prometheus movie.. now.. Frankenstein.. only difference between me and other folks with Bi-Polar and D E L U S I O N S oF G R A Nduer.. i can prove my SHIT.. ONLINE.. WITH LiNKS HEHEx3.. AGAiN!…;)
And yes.. obtw.. When i was 13 the cashier at McDonald’s called me Miss.. as i was super androgynous then.. as hard as that may be to believe now.. but i was slowly aging reaching full maturity at age 53.. like the comic book super hero.. Hell Boy.. with me born on 6660.. the rabbit hole keeps getting deeper huh.. see ya later.. ‘Alice’..;)
HeLLo.. Friend gigoid.. Life is only as good as the moment is full of Life.. To feel the moment iS to Live LIFE! hmm.. words.. words.. words.. words.. SUCK.. Dance.. dance.. dance.. dance.. dance.. MOVES.. i dance words and MOvE ON.. NOW.. dance MOVES WORDS… Writing in a way to stay iN the Now.. alWays verb vs.. yester day’s noun.. Hmm.. lesson lEarned.. to worship a man or idea of yesternow.. is NOT to move forWard.. whether it is a word or a man named GOD… As a participant observer Anthropologist i study it aLL iN PerSon.. and when i visit Catholic Church this morning.. there will be much talk about 2 to 3.5K years ago.. and little talk or ACTION ABOUT NOW.. MOST PEOPLE.. will be nodding off.. or dazed and confused or just plain bored.. and leave wrong after they receive the magical bread and wine.. thinking that will get ’em a free ticket to heaven after all their stress is gone.. as D E A D.. Man that’s sad.. they just hide the truth of what Jesus was really saying about heaven being now.. and the fact that human potential was groWinG and not siNking forever into the past of one human being.. myth and man.. but here’s the deal.. FEAR IS THE DEAL.. tHEDEVIL.. THEY JUST CANNOT HANDLE THE TRUTH AND LIGHT THAT ALL THAT IS IS NOW AND NO OTHER NOW BUT NOW.. AND TO PRACTICE A PERFECT PRACTICE OF FEELING AND FILLING THE MOMENT OF NOW.. is as close to FiN heaven as they will ever see or FEEL NOW JUST NOW.. and that was also the message of the Luke 17:21 reported words of a man named Yeshua.. and OMG yes.. so many other philosophers poets.. and sitting on a rock thinkers of Universal Truth and liGht.. meanwhile a man hangs on a wall with or without a cross.. and people kneel to him.. hoping with all their heart for heaven after life and to meet the man then.. when.. all he was truly reported to say is ya find it.. within and work from theRe.. it’s all about ‘ME’ getting iT correct now.. iN any hUman heARt.. SpiRit expreSsinG emoTioNaL BoDy miND Balance SoUl.. NoW JUST NOW.. as much oF Truth and LiGht wE CAN be for NOW never ending NOW.. And yes.. the flesh dance of Life works excellent to bRinG noW hiGher and hiGher iN BliSs.. ever RinGinG True iN everY ceLL beLow and aBove.. in our miNd and BoDy balanCinG SoUl.. Working for NOW.. just NOW aLL aRound!..:)
Shirt of ‘yesterday’.. says.. PLEASE DON’T MAKE ME DO STUFF…
NOw-Typical.. after Church.. sweet.. shy.. photo of wife.. with super confident husband..;)
Attempting to teach the Man of Steel.. a little flexibility iN Moving Dance.. however he is now accustomed to flying,, so he iS having difficulty on terrestrial Land.. moving iN SpiRaLs practiCinG balance but not giving uPoNa lesSon plan yet..;)
Another visit At Shawna’s place and she provides this SonG.. noW..
i can never gEt enough oF church under the milky way.. now.. sMiLes.. ageless timeless.. juSt now..:)
And now to spRinG board off that thought.. church today.. iS most excellent as iT sPeaKs to Love as a Universal human emoTioN above aLL other human FoRce oF emoTioNaL bEinG.. and iT iS.. as to live wITh Love.. to lose the ability to either give iT or receive iN positive feeling.. F E E L I N G.. NOT JUST A WORD.. F E E L I N G.. iS THE lesson of a liFe of what iS important iN liFe.. vs.. what iS shalLow.. without the mEat of Love.. iN HeARt.. expresSinG SpiRit oF Love.. iN miNd and BoDy BalanCinG SoUl.. alWays now.. And to kNow and FeeL.. so many other human bEinGs have lost tHeir capacity and ability to both give and receive the FEELING of hUman Love that speLLs empathy and sympathy both feeLinG and ExpresSinG FREEly as Flow of Love NOW.. My church iS Love.. My Savior iS Love.. My God iS Love.. and that iS all i need to feel iS LOVE.. All positive Flow of energy always now.. wheRe the Love Muscle iS alWays getting WorKed Stronger juST NoW aS LOVE..:)
And Speaking of Truth and LiGht.. the Monsignor Catholic Priest Mike.. shaRed the Cherokee two Wolf Story to illustrate how we exercise our Love Muscle by feeding iT beautiful wolf ways instead of ugly wolf ways.. iN the Video i’ve often used on this blog before.. as iT iS true one must make the intended conscious effort of self to feed the wolf of Hope and Love rather than the wolf of Fear and Hate.. and associated pro or con S O C I A L emoTioNs now wHere we move toward liGht or DArk.. basEd oN oUr relative Free WiLL.. to feed the liGht wolf over dArk wolf now.. AnyWay.. i’ll end with the video oF topic.. as iT’s worth watching and reading through.. as a UniVersal Bible of Indian Wisdom oF Love.. iN Truth and LiGht oF BEinG HUman.. and OMG.. ‘thiS’ bLog post iS getting lonG!.. time to publish soon!..;)
SMiLes.. my friend.. gigoid.. never now a need to apologize for not having time to respond to all my torrent of words in flow and cou rage.. as well.. For me it is the inspiration that counts.. and friends of course.. i never expect anyone to float in the boat i do now.. as my river’s path is different of course than most.. or haha.. all perhaps.. SMiLes again.. as of course aLL our journeys and paths are ‘IEP Individual Education Plans’ provided by both the God of Nature iN iNnate iNstinct and iNtuition.. and OMGx2.. a culture.. school.. and work.. spoon-fed to us from almost now when oUr eYes meet liGht in delivery room of birth in culture.. now.. recently i used the old Cherokee Indian Chief’s Wisdom of feeding the two wolfs of human Fear and Hate.. opposed to Love and Hope.. but surely even though Love is All i Need.. challenge of Cou rage pArt of Love iS a necessary pArt of Life for balance.. and the tale of three cats who live(d) in my home.. Arthur.. the first.. 20 years-old at death.. inside outside neighborhood Noble Alpha cat.. never getting injured in a fiGht.. with no being he ever bowed down to in life other than free as he.. wITh wiLd cAll of THE God of Nature wheRe he found his own answers in life.. of course with the partial assistance of human made culture.. now.. for a guaranteed and subsidized meal.. when the hunting was low.. but the fact is he kept the challenge of life for survival and moved steadily from fast to slow.. to his last day of life.. when too weak to meet the challenge wandering into the woods.. to go back to the dust of Nature and yes.. as Karma goes to feed the birds in his last hurrah.. doing life his way.. Yellow Boy.. all feral.. on his last leg of difficulty iN finding a meal.. down to single digit LBS.. when he came out of the woods and cried under our shed.. gaining predictable subsistence.. and a new found respect for human beings.. his friends from the brick caves who altruistically provided a bowl of life sustaining tender vittles and Love of Course.. as the wiLd boy who only knew the fight of life and comfort in his own arms and paws.. gained the comfort of human warmth to the belly of my wife.. and lap.. that became the mother’s milk of life once again.. born to the paws of Love before the hunt and play of life takes over.. Yellow Boy will never lose the call of the Wild and even after ‘the operation’ as muscular and power flows from before.. THE EPIGENETIC POTENTIAL OF CAT WILD STAYS IN PLACE.. same as human when more fully challenged in the cou RAGE of life.. And Moby the human among the cats.. adopted by us from down the street neighbors at three years old.. baby allergic.. cat goes.. to us.. spoon-fed from birth.. with only Love as the requirement of his ages.. job done well on Love.. but job on couRAGe not pArt of his Human culture functionally disabling instruction of life.. can i blame him now for his diabetes.. for his crippling weakness and arthritis in flesh and bones of walk.. at age 10.. nah.. the enemy is also Love in his case.. and this same sitting comfort in human’s case.. Love is like oxygen to quote ‘that band’ you get too much.. you get too high.. not enough and ya gonna die.. in life at least.. but without the cou Rage of Life.. suffeRinG iS and Misery iS the eventual pitfall and stumble to a shorter life in weakness and pain.. As always a balance.. iS the answer to life.. Finding the balance iS a challenge of a lifetime for most folks now.. but i for one PROVE IT’S POSSIBLE.. and what works for me may not work at all in terms of dance and all arts for others… that’s the complicated pARt.. theRe are no same answers to the questions of life.. The search for balance.. iS a me Art of NOW.. but sure.. we at least share our stories now of what works.. and perhaps helpful hints wiLL spark the life of others iN Balance as well.. Anyway.. our challenge today.. my wife and i.. was finding a lid to a plastic container at Target that was low enough where Moby can climb over the edge for a litter box.. with continued diminished use of his legs a complication of both Diabetes and Cat Arthritis.. and medicine is no longer meeting the challenge alone.. now Humans have a choice to move early to avoid this premature fate in Wheel Chair carts at Super-Walmart.. but sadly culture says sit still boys and girls and do not F in Fidget in your seats.. at work.. at school.. at home.. and now stuck to screens as a self-fulfilling prophecy.. that even i fall to.. too often now.. that i must balance even with 166.66 miles of dance walking a month.. as sitting still is scientifically proven now.. as bad as smoking cigarettes for degenerative human health.. So i came down from the Mountain and not only said let’s dance in Church i actually F iN show Ed ’em how to do iT.. i make a bigger impact on healing in the real world.. as reading me.. now.. can encourage folks to sit more and more and more.. but i must at least leave a record of what i lEarn(ed) as yes.. it is possible to both move.. and use a smARt phone but OMG not in A car! oN FOOT iN AN OPEN FIELD OF LIfE.. OFF OF SIDEWALKS OF HUMAN MADE HELL.. i can show ’em A way.. but i cannot make them drink from A Chalice iNArtFuLFlowNoW oF Human Dance.. Holding Hands with the God of Nature and All others once again.. as a tribe oF FREE DANCE.. And a Springboard from that comment to here..
SMiLes my FriEnd.. yes.. in the end now and the beginning now.. iT aLL comes down now to the Politics of SEX.. Oh.. the balance.. oh the culture.. oh the FiN Insanity of an originAlly scores of thousands of years.. foRager then human being.. wHere Sharing was the law and selfishly collecting was forbidden.. and The Semen of Life was sacred and sharing sex was the way to human peace no less than Bonobos do today.. and nah.. not just my roving opinion.. A Science studied phenomenon in a ground breaking book study named ‘Sex AT Dawn’ free reading for me at the B and A Bookstore now yesterday.. only confirming what i for one know and feel as truth and liGht now.. both from studying the Nature of Humans and Bonobos in the wiLd.. now our closest primate cousins.. and only one who shares the missionary position of sex.. oral sex.. and yes.. French Bonobo tongue kissing as well.. and same sex female genital rubbing and males swording their public parts.. and while some folks may be saying disgusting.. bull shit.. the only reason animals lick the parts of others like these bonobos.. is to feel the other animals pleasure through mirror neurons.. oxytocin receptors.. and in general the emotional contagion of human empathy/ sympathy all imPaSsIONed.. for the hunting.. gatheRinG and shaRinG of Life.. reducing all agression.. violence.. warring.. while the ignorant psychopathic leaning folks in Iran.. cover up adulteresses to their head for maximum suffering and misery for torture in stoning to death.. these really smart humans didn’t just have single or only double parent families.. they had up to double digit and more fathers where the Semen and educational nourishment of more than one father in the ways of the forage of life.. was seen as a positive way of sharing the Holy Semen as a sacred sacrament of Life.. instead of nasty disgusting.. humans now.. who use it as a violent tool of defacement of women.. to share the dark.. of owning women and collecting them as no more than cars with moving parts to keep in garages.. or all covered up in clothes.. with owner ship papers.. But of course the real insanity is huge populations of humans in desolate areas of the earth with few natural resources and harsh weather conditions.. not really safe for human survival.. where tools.. become the functional disability of life.. making humans softer.. softer.. weaker until a Life of Moby becomes tHeir fate.. and to add greater misery and suffering to the torture.. they are spoon fed shovels of mental stress.. in sitting still positions.. enduring the tension and somatic pains of degenerative stress.. until a slow burn of early death is the final fate of Life.. Anyway.. as i said before.. there are no easy answers.. and again as stated over and over iN ‘this’ blog.. social acceptance iS a vital instinct for human survival in tribal ways.. and whatever insanity to accommodate a land of few resources and harsh environmental conditions.. is the spoon-fed rule of life in cultures.. or religions or whatever metal chalice that holds the rules of humans for enough insanity in order to at least survive long enough to reproduce folks into the same insane cycle of human life again.. if i was born in another country.. or not retired now from disability and challenge meeting that challenge and doing all of this now.. my boat could still be pain and suffering.. but i found a river out of the dead sea and am still traveling upstream in heaven now.. NOW.. but yeah.. still writing way too much.. and sitting still way too much.. and that is my problem too.. a self-fulfilling sacrifice as well.. in attempting to do everything i can to help other folks out of cultural and religious hells.. so sure a price for Love.. a price of cou Rage.. a price for free D O M and the ANSWER AS ALWAYS iS BALANCE.. SO.. now.. sand dance with clouds and Sun iN Nature for me.. to connect back out of faux life to real life in flesh and blood FredLand..:)
And yes PS.. then and now.. the Beatles ARE prophets of the God of Nature.. Make Love Not War.. Peace Baby and no need to imagine Heaven when it is NOW.. just now.. in a warm embrace all naked dancing around a moonlit campfire of niGht.. with other Human Beings with the SPark of God living from head to toe.. and yes.. like.. LIKE one should much more now.. for peace and bliss from tip of Penis to the Bottom Floor of Vagina.. truly.. ULtiMateLy.. The truth and liGht Feels Good.. God lives in US.. and PleaSure after Cou Rage iS God’s Way of Reward and Balance.. and that’s how we show God a Good time with ways of action and consequence also known as just doing Good Karma now.. Good Karma equals Pleasure after struggle.. to show God a bad time.. is the way to hell now.. there is NO ESCAPING THE GOD OF NATURE EVER NEVER NOW.. SinG a Joyful SonG of God in Blood Sweat and Tears in Smiles and Laughs or go to the other place away from liGht iN the dArk of eternal hell now.. just now in REAL LIFE NOW.. GOD IS REAL.. HEAVEN IS REAL AND HELL IS REAL NOW.. and people do have A GREAT DEAL! of relative free WiLL to get TO the liGht place with a little help as alWays.. now from FRIeNDS..:)
SMiLes.. my friend.. Challenge and Change iS both the dArk and spice of life.. as well as liGht and yes.. a little/lot of both for me.. currently too.. my friend Gigoid.. but trust lives Me.. Love.. as WeLLiT..:)
i had a science teacher aha.. her name sounded like Ms. RaNew.. but hmm.. sure.. spelled differently then.. i think now.. but she told us a story about taking the TV out in the Yard and Shooting the F iN thing as it was ROTTING HER WHOLE FAMILY’S BRAIN.. hmm.. i saw the family.. don’t think they moved their body that much.. but she did comment to a boy i knew named Roger that Roger means sit up straight or you will be bent forever little boy.. hmm.. yeah.. she was eccentric.. and that’s why i remember her.. as STRANGE GETS NOTICED.. FOR FUN OR SCAREY TOO.. SO anyway on the tale end of the Beatles Song up there.. with Ringo and Paul Singing CosmicAlly Conscious by inspiration of Indian Guru and all of that.. yes.. when we dance and sing.. in trance like mind away from problem solving.. the Truth and liGht of mind and body balance as part of our genetic shared memory with all of creation since the point of whatever is that still ends and begins with now.. iS a REAL DEAL OF RELATIVE FREE WILL TOO.. that science is stArting to shed some liGht on too.. but i ain’t got time for the slow.. clunky.. step one step this and that worm process of Science Art iS FULL SPEED AHEAD OF ME.. AND MAGIC IS REAL WHEN YA KNOW AND FEEL MORE ABOUT GOD THAN CHURCH AND SCIENCE ALONE.. at least what it has to offer for now.. overall.. although many helpful hints along the IEP.. way of course for now.. and the way now takes me to dVerse to respond to a few poems.. for Monday Haibun with Fredbun special micropoetic expressions from me as usual.. and then escape finAlly out into the GREAT OUTDOORS OF GOD’S COUNTRY… AS WALLS OF SCREENS AND CONCRETE.. CAN BE SO DAM CONFINING WITHIN THE REALM OF WAY LESS THAN RENEW POTENTIAL.. but back to the beginning of the story this scream of computer will F iN Rot my Body if i do not MOVE BABY MOVE AWAY FROM iT SOOn and frigGinG MORE IN THE FUTURE NOW..:)
SO LET THAT BE WRITTEN SO LET THAT BE DONE.. IN FACT I’M GOING OUTSIDE NOW COSMICALLY CONSCIOUS BEFORE I LOWER MY CONSCIOUSNESS DOWN TO COMING BACK HERE AGAIN.. AND ATTEMPT TO RAISE IT AGAIN.. iN approximation of these metaphors named human symbols of reality named words..:)
Side note stARts.. Yeah.. i went on to dVerse now.. couldn’t pass this concrete thought iN form oF FloWer.. side note ends..
Concrete form humans meadow violet floWers Dividing Nature and tools.. where fools tread iN concrete from Violet Nature deliGht..
Flower soft truth Concrete dead
side note again.. now outside away from dead for me..:)
Back at 2012016 2:18 pm..:)
A skip over to Facebook Friend.. Suzanne’s Link.. for now..
Superman/Batman.. Nowborn Superman Nature Free Streams FloWinG under Angst.. now.. Batman bridges born riches.. gaining best tools weapons maKinG Laws Orders concrete now.. oh.. so.. predictable.. safe.. Yes.. oRder now DArk.. Freedom LiGht.. Cape FreeDom.. mAsk Order.. BAtman dArk pArt.. employ tools.. B out.. Atman Truth liGht.. dArk Balance Order Truth too.. Batman Science.. Superman hEArts Freedom Now…
Atman Balance he ArTs.. Superman way..:)
now back to Sequential order..
Bridge.. concrete passage way over living stream.. paths infinite.. bridge one.. Stream flows.. Bridge sTiLL
Single file human Bridge now..:)
* Center stage work plays Love down.. under tunnels tear drop windows buses move on without Love..
Hope moving Buses Moving Love..:)
* Harried Lives.. sLow cook.. of stress iN hell.. Train Windows reflecting Faces.. inner Brain.. UniVerse uS deeper reflecting…
Train tracks now deeper ThInk..:)
* Streams now Bridge past concrete memories stay same.. now pasSinG.. now Streams.. pass now.. same stay memories concrete past bridge now Streams..
No Escape Now Screams..:)
Males.. sTill often preconceived predators.. when they are just in man mode.. So true.. how cultures since the Agriculture age have made this fiction reality change and balance back to egalitarianism where chosen froZen.. ones’ become allnoW free.. coMing stronGer..
theaTer naMed aLL Earth..:)
Exquisite RAnDom beaUty MeadoWed WiLd FloWers SinG SonG.. VioLet.. noW LiFe.. aLways chanGinG never set onconcrete wAll.. floWers… Now
TaPestry ALL NAture…:)
SonG oF JFK.. then.. lOnely Mother.. ’63.. two children.. Yes.. Valor glory way.. lOnely stone cut bridge life streams on.. SonG oF mY mother.. then too.. lonEly woman.. father worship by three year old boy.. one sister.. Doesn’t matter.. Mother won’t work.. Father.. No.. wants Money.. leaves early.. Son lEarns.. never care about money.. Father dies.. some money and little heARt then.. at 81.. Son Lives wITh Tons More.. reGains hEart.. lesSon lEarned…
Hi.. Daddy.. meeK InHeRiT aLL..;)
SPend heARt.. save MoNey..;)
lesSon multiPLies iNow HeARt/MOney..;)
NoW True StorY…;)
Thanks Daddy.. smALL iNheRiT aLL nOW HEaRT LESsON..:)
All Caught up to nine total.. slow day at dVerse.. workout comes.. food.. and my new show Lucifer after that.. and back to here.. yeah.. the other place.. then..;)
5:07 pm… oH BoY.. now.. SPrinG fever coming soon.. still dayliGht and creativity does grow wITh liGht of ME..:)
BB-8.. is a rather strange.. Droid.. as he or she or whatever BB-8 is.. seems to express complex emotions.. quite a change from the rather predictable R2D2.. of 1977.. fast forward.. some 38 years and Evolution Orange is upon us.. iN sacred balance.. of the middle chakra.. per food and sex.. and feeling a wide range of emotions.. but i must say i am a lot blue today too.. and enough of that hear.. more about it on my blog ‘later’.. sadly already enough…. Rewind.. somewhere around the Winter of 2006.. i never could have a cat inside as my allergies.. so severe to cats closed up my sinuses and throat to the point i could not breathe.. i suppose the first time i lost my ability to Love.. was when my Dog Charlie my only friend in middle school.. outside of family.. passing by the Tennis Court in school bus.. saw him on the side of the road.. beyond my ability to take one more hurt in heart.. as almost everyone told me i did not deserve to exist then.. except for him outside of family.. no more dogs for me.. it hurt too much.. and so wanted to love and be loved in return by a girl friend.. one comes at 18.. leaves.. at 19 on a dance floor while the EW and F song ‘After the Love is Gone’.. is playing.. and she says sorry i don’t love you anymore.. crushed again.. but the dog i Love is still alive.. and there is nothing still I can do to bring her back.. alive or not.. i suppose it is part of the Autism Thingy.. emotions so strong and nuanced and complicated that ya just have to find a way to shut them off.. not understanding that shutting them off.. is the worst thing a person can do.. and writing is such a blessing now to process grief.. when my Father died in 2014.. and a month later our 20 year old cat Arthur.. and i borrowed this song from friend Shawna.. a few weeks ago petting my cat Moby.. coming to the reality that we probably only had a few weeks left with him.. as he was progressively getting weaker and weaker from Diabetes.. to the point today.. after returning from working out.. where Wife Katrina tells me he no longer can control his bladder and can barely lift him self up off the floor.. still managing to Love and purr.. through all his weakness and pain.. with no complaints really to tale us of how bad he feels throughout his body.. anyway.. we would love to hold on to him longer.. but with animals modern medicine is kind.. there is not a requirement for severe suffering as animals can naturally go.. easy into the peace of night.. only knowing living.. never suffering too much.. and never truly knowing the reality of death either.. other than escape from misery and suffering.. so yes.. we said our goodbyes tonight.. and tomorrow will be the last goodbye.. too.. and i suppose this song will be our song.. and whenever i need to cry for the grief i will be able to play it to bring the tears again.. tears for Love is never having to say we are sorry.. and the first day i saw Moby looking at me through our neighbor’s window i said to myself.. what a furry grey Lovable Looking cat.. and later i saw him in a bright red Winter Sweater outside.. and said man i wish so much i could have a cat like him inside to love all the time if only my allergies would go away.. well when God took my emotions away.. God took my allergies away to cats as well.. so one day Moby arrived on our porch.. back in late 2008 around three years old then.. he with no front claws had been kicked out of home ’cause a new baby was allergic to him.. then.. he found refuge at our home.. and the neighbors allowed us to adopt him.. and he and Arthur became inside cats.. with Moby only inside.. just Loving me all he could and me finally being able to feel that Love some years later returning it.. when we had to put another beloved cat.. Sunny Boy down.. the son of Yellow Boy injured by another cat around the block.. finding out he had Kitty Aids at the Vet.. such a hard decision that was in April of 2013.. but finally a tear.. that made me feel stronger inside than five years to that point.. finally a tear that led to my recovery.. along with poetry writing.. and eventually dance.. to bring emotions all back and stronger than ever before.. Now Love is mine to give.. and i have enough to give to many more cats in my life and humans too.. come what may.. Yeah.. and anyone who says that God doesn’t exist.. has never met God like i have… as today when we were going to have our last full day with Moby.. those neighbors passed us twice in Target.. speaking to us.. in our last ditch effort to find a litter box as plastic lid from a storage container that Moby might be able to lift himself into.. we didn’t have the heart to tale them what was happening to their beloved cat from before.. perhaps we should have given them one more chance to see him.. but perhaps that was God just telling me God has God’s hand on my shoulder letting me know God is still here for me.. to hold my hand.. come what may still forever now.. NOW.. anyway i WiLL change my life for the even better iN memory of Moby.. like all other darkness has brought victory of liGht to me.. with 100% faith.. hope and belief iN God even in the dArkest hell when i could feel none of God then… Yes.. God does work in mysterious ways for those who truly wanna find ’em.. it’s a choice of relative free will WITH GOD BEYOND ALLIMAGINATION OF SCIENCE.. AS SCIENCE HAS ZERO IMAGINATION.. AND HUMANS ARE TRULY MAGIC FULLY EMPLOYED BY GOD.. NO MATTER WHAT ThEir MISSION iS iN THIs LIFE.. AND FOR ME IF i HAD TO i WOULD BE THE DEVIL FOR GOD.. THAT’S FAITH… AND YES.. PER THE NEW SHOW LUCIFER.. THE REAL METAPHOR FOR THE DEVIL.. iS ONE WHO EVENLY DISTRIBUTES KARMA.. NOW IN HELPING GOD SET THE RECORD STRAIGHT.. BUT IN MOST HUMANS THE REAL DEVIL IS FEAR.. oF LIVNG FREELY NOW..:)
Quick visit to Shawna’s place.. and then some sleep…
OMG.. you ARE sTill here.. a record and i’m sad.. have to take Moby to his last visit at the vet tomorrow so say a prayer.. my friend.. for cats in heaven..:)
Well.. most every visit to the vet is a trauma for Moby.. terrified he was to visit a vet.. and the feral animal in him.. came out in a defiant display of cat power.. with growls as deep as most small Lions.. but today.. he was calm for his last visit and Loving to the end.. and Love is the gift of some cats like Moby.. that gives from beginning to last breath of God’s gift of cat.. and sure i did my crying and so did Katrina.. and now i have something to do with my emotions instead of repressing them all bottled inside.. i can dance.. i can listen to the sad songs that remind me of Moby and cry tears for the beauty of his love i miss.. and then i can reflect better on cats of the past who i loved so much too.. and my dog Charlie.. and increase the size of my heArt even greater to hug my wife and other folks too.. and speaking of cats and Growing Grinch sized heARts into ten or more sizes bigger than before.. for my own reference and Love my first couple of posts associated with Sunny Boy as i was trying so hard to come out of emotional numbness iN liFe.. then a story about Oreo.. the 6LB cat that attacked Sunny Boy that led to his demise and my first tear in five years and the rebirth of my heARt SpiRit and SoUl so alive eventually in July of 2013.. where really even though so much suffering came from that fight including true death of a beloved cat.. the savior of a sOul can originate in the silver lining of dArk acts of Nature as well.. so sure.. the world is black and white.. and grey but the colors briGhtest of Life can arise from the dArkest bLack of Life where daRk is an ARk to liGht.. with additional posts coming in memorial of my father and cat Arthur that Summer of 2014.. and now ‘Paws of Love’ to close this post out now.. in Memorial of Beloved Moby.. a cat who also helped me hang in there for five years with the suicide disease.. type two Trigeminal Neuralgia.. and there are the celebrations of life that still exist.. ranging from my Sister’s Biopsy that came out okay yesterday.. to selling my father’s estate last week and finally having the opportunity to become more debt free.. in paper work ways.. and what a gift writing is to be able to memorialize all the emotions.. losses.. and gains of life.. but to be able to fully experience emotions ranging from dArk to liGht and expresSinG them period iS the elixir of life that keeps us moving free and powerful as God’s trUly liGht creatures as humans can be.. Where the Sun of uS are our rAys of Love that reach out as far as imagination and creativity will take them.. and also enhanced by the robots.. and scientists of life.. from Gates.. to Jobs to my iphone6s.. that is even powerful enough to open up my brain and hEart.. forever.. relatively.. in human terms of servers online and phones strong enough and patient enough to hEar me.. sMiLes.. i wouldn’t wanna be anything but human.. and a Kat too..:) And for memories (lInked) sake.. memories now from the past.. and a particularly human one.. named Autistic Love Letters.. that truly led to my awakening as a human being with several mystical posts coming after that.. where human archetypes ranging from numbers to soUl came to liGht after.. then.. and what has eventually led to ALL of this.. NOW..:)
And no.. i didn’t write 10K to 40K or even 50K posts then like my first free verse poetry Novel linked here weighing in at 41,133 words for main post with around 10K or so more words in comments section to make over 50K words in this one..
and that Mother had many giant children eventually hehe.. like Jack in the Bean Stalk BrinGinG them down from the clouds…
Anyway.. the point is.. (:..PERHAPS NOVEL.. IF i DON’T PUT THE BRAKES ON SOON..;) the human heARt iS a muscle of imagination.. creativity.. and most of ALL feeLinG.. when expresSinG that fEElinG as SpiRit in writinG.. dancinG and even martial arts And more ARTS! to SHAKE! IT ALL OFF! in a miNd and BoDy BalanCinG SoUl.. now.. AND FEEL iT MORE AND MORE AGAiN..! iN SpiRit oF EmoTion.. True..Love is the Muscle and LiGht both courage and kind that i wanna exercise more and more.. and yes.. sure.. share and yes.. i have craZy Love.. as Love iS as Love does… iN my case iT iS EXxtremeLy ZEALOUS LOVE.. AND i ain’t the first one TO LOVE LIKE THIS.. AS IT IS THE GREATEST iN AND OuT THING TO DO OF ALL.. but perhaps you have to go to the dARkest place of All to Love the Most.. so if i signed up for that pARt.. i guess i wasn’t reAlly crazy after all iS said and done to get here iN the Heaven oF Love iN Cou Rage and KiNd now!.. So yeah.. sure they talk about the Singularity iN terms of uploading intellect as machine and hUman online.. but no.. that is not a Singularity that is only half a brain and body less than human as robot being.. the real BB-8.. is as inFiniTy standing tall now 8.. wHere folks have been uploading tHeir greater intelligence of Arts in human emoTioNs eXpResSing that SpiRit of HeARt iN miNd and BoDy balanCinG from the first dance naked around campfires of moonlit nights wildly wiTh beats of drums.. and recorded in that first cave painting and more.. as a record of our soUl comes collective consciousness iN more than intellect and science iN ways of hEart and aRT Alive stiLL now iN media of uS that stays alive for others to share for generations and generations now.. as there is much to learn butt.. by God.. THERE IS MORE TO FEEL ALIVE.. AND SHARING THE REAL GIFT OF BEING HUMAN.. THE GREATEST GIFT OF LOVE iN COURAGE AND KIND.. YES.. MOBY iS A VERY INSPIRAtiOnAL CAT AND ALL WHO INSpiRE ME LIVE oN iN my Art of Human Being.. both flesh and media as iS NOW and then.. ALiVe.. iN eYes oF Me..:)
Rafiah.. provides a quote from the Kuran that says..
“2:152 – Surah Al-Baqarah
So.. remember me and i will remember you.. and be thankful to me.. and be not ungrateful to me…”
And i say..
But first i say all the rest of the above and more.. wInks..
And then i say..
HoldinG aLL iN liFe.. dArk and liGht iS to hold God iN oUr hAnds JuSt NOW Free and WiLd as wE SpiRits of God caNbeN0W..:)
Hi Shawna.. nice to see you headlining my next epic post here again.. as haha.. i have real human issues today.. and actually behind the reciprocating of writing back to folks today.. so yes.. proof.. i am just human when faced with human issues of life.. but the good news is.. i am alive and well and Moby is out of his misery and suffering.. and there are still plenty of people to Love in this world friend.. like friends like you and gigoid..and Rafiah.. my Monsignor Mike Priest from Church.. Cortney.. Chelsea.. Soheir.. Imran.. and all the other family members as friends and family who are the Star Children who group around me for now.. just for fun.. sMiles.. and yes.. i like the name Lee.. my first Girl friend Sonia’s middle name was Sonia Lee.. and she had a lot of kids and nursed a lot too i’m sure.. memories.. more memories friend.. the stuff of life that make us breathe more.. more.. Love..:)
Hi gigoid.. thanks for stopping by and see.. once i gained some real world issues to deal with.. you even beat me to comment here before i am still getting around to your new post today.. and yes.. the heArt is an endless organ iN symphony of Love.. as long as we play heArts all the other heARts alive and passing.. are one with us.. my friend.. as every living and inanimate creation has a spirit that the sensitive of us can feel as real or as memory REAL.. iN the touch and FeeL oF Loving liGht Life NOW…:)
Ha.. i do that too.. reading in a high brow accent.. it’s like i’ve always been born somewhere proper.. and you are on a real roll.. Shawna baby.. your poeTry is all hEated up.. i am like totAlly exhausted but will be by tomorrow for catch up on dVerse.. if you keep hanging.. high and low here for now..:)
Well.. my favorite Springboard today.. gigoid.. iS Jung’s Instinct for Play.. Cat Arthur never stopped the play for hunt until his last play of instinct to settle life in the woods at age 20.. Yellow Boy.. faces the moment inside still with the play of tools.. like prey available.. made as such from us.. plastic rodents.. etc.. And i for one play everynow from head to toe.. in feeLinG Life free enough to FeeL.. iT aLL now.. WiLL iS instinct when properly driven.. like a finely tuned human Ferrari.. practice.. practice.. practice.. biofeedback of body wIth miNd.. and potential iS practically limitless in terms oF Human..:)
Facebook Friend Rafiah provides the following link.. illustrating 25 global wedding dress traditions..
Hehe.. It’s even in the thumbnail photo..wink emoticon
Yes, I remember the photo. You two look absolutely adorable. Both of you look like a teenage couple on your wedding. ha ha #iloveBBQtoo wink emoticon
Part of that iS literally true.. Katrina was 19 when we married with me months away from 30.. And honestly inside i feel much younger than i did then.. As now i dance instead of jog.. For health AND Well being..smile emoticon #iLoveBBQandRAfiah2
Hmm.. and this bRinGs me to my next thought here.. yes.. again.. uploading one’s soul on the Internet with the robot tools.. of human science scribes.. like Google for our free perusal.. i’ve posted a total of 703 blog posts now.. including my blogger blogs.. with well over 3 Million words.. and additionally somewhere around 8 million words on the Wrong planet Website there in 8005 posts.. yes.. of course one can believe it averaging around 1K words a piece.. easy to believe with me hehe.. as i continue to escalate the word count in my more modern blog here.. by a year or so from there.. anyway.. with scores of thousands of photos too.. the card catalog of my mind and soul.. and yeah.. body FULL TOO.. is as close as a search box for Google.. as combining the key word katiemiafrederick or Aghogday with almost any human word or idea.. will pull up precisely the result i am looking for to express a feeling in words or photos from the past of what i’ve already done.. so when Rafiah asks me.. i remember the photo of Katrina and her Mother.. in a wedding dress and just do a key word search on that idea.. and voila up comes.. precisely the photo that both me and Rafiah are looking for and as synchronicity WiLL have it.. Rafiah already saw it.. but i just didn’t identify it clearly as a wedding dress then.. but still.. just the words Katrina and her Mother brought me to the dress.. directly on topic.. and not only that precious family and cat photos i haven’t looked at in almost a year.. and the best surprise.. a loving photo of Moby who passes away yesterday.. and people wonder why i take all this effort in what i do.. this is no.. FiN poetry contest.. this is my FiN Soul WhOle now.. uploaded online in a way i dare to say has never been done iN recorded human history.. and truly a person might have to go to hell without a soul to make this much effort.. so perhaps it takes a person getting out to do something of this magnitude that has not ever been done before.. and of course.. couldn’t be done before.. as the technology to do it.. to this extent has only recently come available in the last several years.. will more people do it. HELL YES.. IT’S JUST A SELFIE ON STAR JUICE STEROIDS.. And some folks are shy that’s human nature.. they are afraid of female breasts and male penises.. and all the STUFF associated with that.. but our ancestors when FREE AND WILD AS GOD INTENDED NEVER EVER BATTED AN EYE LASH ON BEING FREE IN SHARING ALL THERE WAS ABOUT LIFE.. IN HOLDING HANDS AND ALL OTHER HUMAN BODY PARTS AND FUNCTIONS THAT WERE ALL SEEN AS SACRED FUNCTIONS OF THE GOD THAT LIVES ALL FREE AND NATURAL iN US.. then/now.. WHEN SET FREE OUT OF THE CLOTHES OF CULTURE.. Freedom is intoxicating.. wild and free.. for the simple reason that it is Human Nature FREE FROM THE CHAINS OF CULTURE AND RELIGION THAT SEEKS ORDER OVER TRUE HUMAN FREEDOM iN CALL OF WILD OF GOD still living innately instinctually and intuitively within us.. JUST WAITING TO ESCAPE LIKE THAT METAPHOR OF SUPERMAN GETTING OUT OF HIS RESTRAINING CHAINING CLARK KENT CLOTHES STRIPPING DOWN TO HIS UNDERWEAR AND TIGHTS AND CAPE.. AND SURE LESS IF THE FCC WOULD HAVE ALLOWED THAT THEN.. SHOWING IT ALL FREE AND WILD AS KIND AND COURAGEOUS HUMANS FLYING HIGHER.. HIGHER.. ALWAYS DID BEFORE imprisoned in the clothes of human cultures and religions.. to accommodate the psychopathic intentions of folks to own Nature as jealous possessions including other human beings.. particularly women and children.. in a sex trafficking operation no less than what we see today where selling sex is the way instead of sharing human being all natural functions with the same frigging DNA as gifted to us by God so free and wild.. loving in kind and courage ways.. when not restraining human moving.. connecting.. and creating.. in all sensory.. sensual.. and yes specifically sexual ways all associated with the sacred act of reproduction no matter how it is done in a family all of the same frigging DNA.. at core.. or if not done at all in ways of making babies.. juSt ways of diluting the aggression.. violence and wars of the world then/ now.. anyway.. this comment.. prose.. poeTry.. and pArt of my SoUl.. in Spirit expresSinG.. and miNd and BoDy balanCinG soUl.. inspired by two folks who are Facebook friends.. one who dared to show her less of dress on Facebook and one who loves her more of dress on Facebook.. but the bottom line is.. each one is free to do of what makes their soUl feel secure.. one shy and one like a vivacious sky.. but both precious still as gems of the earth.. who are free enough to live as they care to now.. FREE.. so sure.. i support the Burka.. and sure.. i support.. what folks wear in entertainment bars in New Orleans too.. all human all now are WE when Free and Wild to do what our Natures say.. now.. some shy.. some bold.. ALL precious human soUls.. Take any of their freedoms away and ‘trust me.. you wouldn’t wanna see me angry as BAtman2.. or 3’..;)
SMiLes.. Reference.. other Facebook Friend here..
FACEBOOK Friend Florence provides a photo nicely illustrating that God created Nudists.. and humans created sinners with clothes.. i would share the photo.. now.. butt.. if ya wanna see it.. y’all will have to find iT iN my friends list.. as one of my ‘stalkers’ might flag me for nudity.. if i fully expressed.. the idea tastefully as done on her page now.. Ha.. and somehow i missed the ‘original photo’ of her that precipitated her post.. seeing it.. now and i say.. then.. and now.. Smiles.. Live free.. And Wild.. Hiding beauty is the THE REAL sin.. smile emoticon
SMiLes.. i never met a poem.. capable of not inspiring me.. SMiLes more.. i never met a criticism.. capable of not inspiring me.. SMiLes.. no longer afraid of either liGht or dArk.. i am fearless.. as the DArk.. can literAlly inspire more than liGht.. as even the loss of friend as human or pet.. decreases oxytocin.. the social bonding neuro-hormone.. but then increases at the same now.. the creativity neuro-chemical dopamine.. life is bitter sweet.. to taste both at the same now.. and enjoy it is Nirvana and Bliss.. now.. and on top of that science shows that some humans more naturally seek order and same.. while others more naturally seek novelty and different.. A basis for all the spectrum of human conservative and liberal natures.. and perhaps that is the core of creative differences.. anyway.. i just find it all fascinating and attempt to observe it better and understand it.. i stopped linking at dVerse just ’cause some folks could not even understand what i was saying in terms of deeper metaphors iN philosophy of Life.. i’ll take essence over form.. anynow.. but of course.. i am extremely extroverted and liberal.. not surprisingly an odd mix among online poets.. overall.. often escaping the social world of confusion.. from what i’ve observed.. at least.. to find order.. in online forms.. And not saying one way is better than the other.. overall.. just different that’s aLL iN change for noW.. Suzanne..:)
SMiLes.. Most AlWays Loving the lEarning too.. And i also enjoy writing form.. Along with stream of consciousness free writing.. But with Dance Arts and Martial Arts.. i find All Form too restricting.. for me.. At least..:)
Reference// Facebook Profile photo.. Katrina and i.. with Red Flannel shirted Monsignor Mike.. all sandwiched in the middle.. as it were..
STAR SEED CHILDREN..;)
And then go on and on to say..
VIP’s.. hehe.. of the local Catholic Church.. Katrina.. me.. and Monsignor Mike.. my old Tennis Buddy from high school.. and fellow Beta Club member.. super smart.. top 11 boys were we out of classes close to 400.. but Football.. Baseball.. Basketball.. nah.. just Swinging the Racquet at balls where Tennis ball and human become one Force in the Zone of Flow.. and yeah.. he’s way too busy to play Tennis with me.. and although i’ve danced more than 4800 miles.. 29 months now.. i do not FEEL either Tennis or Running would be good for A impact of my 230 LB Body to hit the concrete too hard with all that force behind the bones of me heHE.. so dance it continues to be.. and martial arts moves too.. Oh yeah.. and we also spent about a half an hour talking to Katrina’s old Science teacher from 7th grade.. named.. Mrs. Rich.. and she said Katrina looks identical to the Katrina from 7th grade.. when she was 12 years old.. some stuff rarely changes.. and she talked about an Autistic Boy at her church who could never really speak.. but sang Silent Night like an anointed Angel.. yup.. Star Seed child like me and Mike.. and Katrina too.. yep.. the VIP.. bit.. now too.. And yes.. all my REAL FRIENDS ARE star seed children.. yes metaphor AND REAL.. for those folks ALL iN mY FAMiLy.. AND YES.. ALL HUMANS ARE BORN of Star Dust.. originAlly SPeaKinG and yes.. WE are ALL ONE FAMILY OF STAR DUST CHILDREN.. ALL WE SEE ON PLANET EARTH NOW.. AS.. EVEN SCIENCE NOW PROVES.. THE STAR CHILDREN METAPHOR AS REAL.. for all of creation on EARTH N0W..:)
Culture is a necessary.. virus to deal with girls and boys gone wild.. haha.. it’s a numbers game of flesh and knowledge.. feelings and heARt.. coming together to come again in greater numbers.. iN eYes onLY big enough for 150 to 200 other sets of friendly eyes.. that get oppressive over numbers much more than that on average in social stress exceeding the capacity of the social animal us.. Nature has many answers to control the problem.. ranging from viruses to bacteria.. to just plain running a muck in street faced sewers.. but we cleaned the act up.. and multi plied more and more.. where order is the standard to control the free and wiLd chaos of boys and girls gone wild.. i’m wild and free again.. just don’t tale the order.. in other words.. Free is an elite order of Wild.. kinda like free lance seals.. rangers green/purple berets and other SpeciaL FORCE soldiers noW oF Nature aka God..:)
i might have already mentioned it before in our conversations but John Calhoun’s ‘Beautiful ones’ experiment that describes what happens to a social animal 75 million years removed from our common rodent ancestor now who we still share much of the same social animal DNA with when resources are plentiful in a confined utopian environment with social roles dissolving chaos and extinction becomes the eventual rule.. when females become aggressive pair bonders and males no longer defend their territories.. and spend tHeir time grooming and grooming.. out of the social anxiety of no longer having a social role for basic subsistence and reproductive gaining and sustaining activities.. so in Japan and South Korea.. farther and farther removed from the creative products of lively hood.. young folks in Japan losing the desire to have intercourse with the opposite sex.. cosmetics coming more.. almost as attractive to males as females in South Korea.. Metrosexuals here.. who no longer care to have children.. Nature already has her paws in the answer and the answer is we humans my friend.. Nature will have her way inside us.. and we look later on the outside and say.. oh shit.. that’s what happened.. we’re just rats in our own guinea pig unwitting experiment while the painkiller and psychotropic medications continue to rise.. to treat the symptoms of the IRE OF MOTHER NATURE ALIVE IN US FOR NOW.. it’s already happening.. the signs are all around us.. a slow and miserable torturing end for many.. who never find the answers from God of Nature so clear within each individual who becomes enlightened to the way of Nature’s innate instinct and intuitive ways of gaining balance.. well some of that balance IS PAINFUL AND WHETHER WE GO THE BALANCED ROUTE OR ROCKY ONE.. THE WRATH OF NATURE AKA GOD IS A REAL DEAL NOW.. AS WELL AS HEAVEN OF PLEASURE FOR THOSE OF US WHO SHOW NATURE IN US A BALANCED AND GOOD TIME NOW.. GIVING MORE THAN TAKING FROM MOTHER NATURE AND others for now.. but meanwhile all we can do is ride the wave.. until we hit the shore of the next wave that comes.. my friend gigoid..:)
And sure i was a beautiful one too.. but i am attempting to get as ugly as i can.. with my limitations considered.. and oh God.. that Wrong Planet place i used to visit.. is the microcosm and the canary in the coal ‘mind’ of John Calhoun’s experiment.. the males hate women.. and the women hate males.. that was the sickest part of all of that whole dam place.. and sadly i see often see the same thing around in the poet world as well.. but there are truly not many males participating there.. as compared to females.. for reasons of the heARt obviously.. a failing one among males still more than females it seems to me at least for now.. but perhaps even more trouble some is how soft all humans are getting and nature smiles as balance slowly comes back.. Godzilla.. baby.. is more like God than any human ever imagined as far as i for one can see.. back to Blue oyster Cult once again i go.. son of God zilla hehe for now.. and sure.. Mr. Calhoun.. as ‘well’..;)
Back to dVerse and Monday Haibun and or Fredbun as it still is here.. will do this first before going on to Tuesday prompt on being reborn whatever..:)
Connection the Life the moving.. the art.. imagination creativity at play in Nature at Mind and Body of human quelled by spells of electronic devices..
Home schooLed by Nature..:)
Cars.. trains.. planes.. buses metal vessels and vehicles without a soul..
Flesh enters.. device exits metal..:)
Wild flowers field Violet eyes children swaying ever green dance moving.. branching out.. Tree of child born..
4 inch screams Nature SingS..:)
Journey fishing no catching catching no fishing Journey onLy fishes..
Pole lines Whole..:)
Question.. Questions.. Questions more.. Dancing Dancing Dancing more.. Children join in.. older stares.. it works it works it works…
Dance SMiLes aGaiN..:)
TRains oF culTures windows freedoms outside box cars.. no longer coming back home.. camp cold and windowless destinations.. virtual life no longer reels or feels life fishing whole…
Catch of the day septic tank comfort..:)
Side note begins.. visiting Shawna’s link.. blog gone.. but read it last night falling asleep.. coming now a response to it.. coming allover words of bliss..;)
side note includEd ends..;)
Bridges Road to LiFe.. Grass SinGs Nature.. now.. We Bridge Roads to Grass.. sign stay off..
Humans on grass.. So Green..:)
Break time.. 2032016 3:25 pm..:)
More like.. Nap time for now..:)
Back again at 11:18 pm.. so far behind.. but seriously what’s the rush.. hehe.. i mean this is like real time writing huh.. wInks aGaiN..;)
SMIles.. dandelion seed more powerful than all remains from pyramid dust.. so high before.. low now..
DandeLioN YeLLow Sun dust BriGhter..:)
Searching under bridges for homeless souls.. homeless finding souls with or without culture bridges…
Human fuLL soUl bRidge withiN..:)
A fear of white hair for years until i saw the smiles in white hair teeth of elders going into Walmart free.. younger ones carrying weight of ages.. on weaker frowns.. timeless angst.. feels no age but old..
SpiRit liGht gRows onLy yoUng..:)
Art of Zen riding.. Like Zen writing All becomes one Force oF ARt..
Buses.. Trains Planes write flowRidinG..:)
Matter not.. how much human animals grieve over.. fear death..
Animals Live iN FliGht..:)
SMiLes.. i suppose A first poem.. inspiRed iN Cave oN Cold Winter day..
Writing SinGs Coldbound..:)
* Building BriGht Sounds loud.. Sun shines eYes hide.. ears shy.. senses sharp.. dull sensuality…
FamiLy whoLe liGht DArk day rules..:)
SMiLes.. additionAlly a hymn.. for screen writers misSinGsiGns oN hiGhways loSin’ heads oN iN collisIons..
Lose attention blood gone words replace..:)
SMiLes.. i Love Seagulls and remember my Uncle telling me.. hey.. things aren’t that bad.. you could be a seagull eating raw fish..
flYinG.. apParently no apPeal..;)
i always wanted to travel.. but then i walked.. i always wanted to walk.. and then i danced.. and i now travel all around iN me..
never complicated alWays thrilLed..:)
Reminding me here of a powerful thunderstorm.. no skyscrapers.. cat hugging in warm bed.. this mourning..
Another cat life ends now one begins..:)
ALL CAUGHT UP.. to weeklong Haibun Monday.. perhaps more later.. next stop Tuesday prompt all ’bout.. what would ya be reborn as again..
for now just sleep..:)
12:30 am 2042016
Facebook Status.. HAirY.. WiLd.. and Free..wInk emotiCon
WeLL.. thanks my friend.. gigoid.. coming through.. as promised.. a treatise on change.. human change.. massive tools that make fools out of all of us.. and no.. not in a sacred way.. when we live out of Nature’s balance of giVinG no less than taKinG.. the Powerful without a balance with Nature iN ’em.. FeeLinG Nature.. will never care about Nature.. as theRe iS no closeness to the liFe of Nature as iS.. when closed up iN back room boardrooms.. and extending ways of changing into a dollar bill.. the extended metaphor still.. of the extension of tools as us.. lives beyond human common sense.. the answer is common sense.. but there is nothing much common about that answer anymore.. sadly enough.. nah.. i don’t think human has it under control.. but Nature greater.. as mentioned yesternow.. wiLL roar her Atomic FiRe iN GodziLLa BRAiN.. ExceLLenT musiC by the way.. gonna’ rent iT M O R E for free hehe.. yeS.. tHere iS alWays hope wiITh hUman HeARt..:)
Facebook Friend.. Rafiah.. provides a link to more info.. on a Movie she is watching named.. ‘ The Usual Suspects’..
And i say..
Smiles.. mysteries with about face.. endings.. smile emoticon
And before that Rafiah changes her profile photo to.. a dejected looking Ballerina with her head in her hands.. and a Black Dressed Mary Poppins looking lady.. fully with black umbreLLa and then i say..
i guess i’ll have to be the baLLerina.. ruLed bY bLack hat arts..smile emoticon..:)
It’s what’s inside that counts..smile emoticon And sPeaKin’ of counts.. tonight.. my 96th Dance Week Night at Old Seville Quarter.. Pensacola FL.. with all the cool.. college age folks there.. and if i get my newest blog post done that will be titled.. ‘Star Seeds Friend Son of Godzilla’.. more fun photos will be added to ‘that post’.. around the wee hour of Friday 3am.. butt if not.. those photos will Come all in one package.. some now tomorrow.. when it all gets togeTheR how it comes together.. yeah.. comes together like the Beatle’s SinG..smile emoticon
Well.. i suppose i could go on and on more.. after all i am two prompts behind on dVerse which means there is still around 50 or 60 or so more poetic expressions to come and more if any more Haibuns named fredbuns in my case come before the end of that weeklong prompt too.. but hmm.. i suppose for now this is enough as i most always make a post on Sacred Holy Thursdays as special days of R and R for me.. so the train will take a break here for now.. and come again tomorrow now.. with more poeTry in the comments section of yes.. this next new blog post now..:)
Oh yeah.. and side note here.. ever since 20 years old.. some 35 years ago.. i’ve been in some kinda debt starting with College Loans then.. credits cards after that and cars and mortgage loans.. and miscellaneous stuff loans.. and as of now.. i am finAlly Loan and debt free.. so yes.. this is i owe you not celebration day for me.. wheRe i continue to dance.. and SinG in poeTry for free.. and the less i owe.. means the more i have now.. to Love.. debt sucks.. and is a constant itch of human beings overall tonow.. that cannot be scratched for satisfaction to now.. either.. The key is to Love now.. be heRe now.. and move oNnow.. connecting and creating with now.. Loans are stuff of the past for me.. maKinG now that much more Real in real now now.. and yes.. i only oWed about 3 more years to go on my last car and mortgage loan.. but my father expedited that for me with his estate all cashed out for pay offs.. just another piece of A system that no longer owns meNow.. So sure.. Thanks Dad.. for investing iN uS.. as mY Sister iS loan/debt free too for now.. aS WeLL.. and both reTired at or before age 55.. not bad for two poor Autistic kids.. singLed parented and aLL of that.. yeah.. thanks Mama too.. as the gift of her Love.. was the REAL POWER in US NOW sTill the end and beginning of now REAL..:)
Well.. Hello.. Dear Friend.. Leah.. too.. Usually at the point of sending you an email to make sure you are still doing well.. i get one from you the next day.. so yes.. it works out well.. and hehe.. i’m only a link away for anyone.. friend or so-called enemy who wonders how i am in living color.. i Love the Victorian headpiece you made for the ball and it looks lovely.. and so do you.. and hope you enjoyed the concert very much.. lots of change for me in the last couple of weeks.. in liGht and dArk.. but ha!.. still with no Day Job as it were and is for money.. i can’t complain really.. what comes my way.. but anyway.. after a long 19 to 20.. month journey of selling my father’s estate we finished that.. and a real epic moment for me yesterday was getting debt and loan free.. including car and home.. for the first time since i was 20 with a student loan.. as reported in the celebration part of my blog yesterday but even thinking further my mother charged me a loan for my first car.. the 1970 Maverick previously owned by her.. when i was 16 years old.. paying the $500 dollar loan off to her at a zero percent interest rate of $50 dollars a month in payment which was not as low as it seems today as i was working as a Janitor and Minimum Wage was something like $2 an hour or so.. Anyway.. it is a peaceful feeling not owing anyone any dollar amounts of life anymore.. but haha!.. i’ve made giving a way of life.. now that the money comes for free.. but sure that free almost killed me before it set me free in ways of work for over 3 decades before.. anyway.. i thrive off of busy too.. and it is a necessity for folks with ADHD to be this way to keep that laser focus that keeps us out of fog of mind.. to keep the positive neurohormones and neurochemicals coming.. so i am coming up on my 12 month anniversary of my challenge to do a poem in response to every poem on the dVerse online poetry pub.. that i’ve been interacting with for two and a half years now.. and have actually been successful in doing that and i could go back and count.. since it’s all still documented on my blogs.. but at an average of 70 poems a week or 10 a day on full average.. yeah.. that’s pushing 4000 poems in one year.. not counting how many i do in my style of stream of consciousness writing to the tune of anywhere from 20K to 60K words a week or so.. yeah.. it adds up.. and my other challenge of 1000 miles of dance walking every six months.. i’ve fallen a little behind on.. as i am about 180 miles shy of the 5,000 mile mark since the end of August 2013.. making the end of this month the challenge for that.. where i met it on SuperBowl Weekend last February but it will probably all balance out for the 6,000 mile mark at the end of August as i really need to get out more and dance and this tales me i am writing a little too much as opposed to dancing.. gotta keep a balance of moving and sitting still creating to keep the health and wellbeing all great.. and the focus of course.. with the ADHD.. and overall dopamine variant Nomad gene obviously passed down from my Law Enforcement father.. or warrior gene or whatever other metaphor one may use for the crazy one’s like me hehe.. and the dArker challenges were a biopsy for my sister that came out A okay in the liGht.. but our Cat Moby.. passing away putting him down this week on Tuesday.. the big grey one who has been suffering so from Diabetes no longer receptive to medication as a solution.. and degenerative arthritis from a life of not moving for anything other than food for 10 years.. as compared to our in side out side cat Arthur who lived for 20 years and down the street Ginger Cat Tennessee who is still a fluffy and robust 17 year old force of Nature.. yeah.. it just reminds me of Super Walmart and the folks i graduated with who move more like Red Foxx than Jack LaLanne as Red Started that role on Sandford and Son as Fred Sandford at age 50.. five years my junior then.. human beings who are not impacted by some genetic condition that makes them obese have a great deal of say so.. on how they will live their Senior years.. based on life style.. but anyway folks like Jack LaLanne.. and Charles Atlas prove that human potential is like our cat Arthur.. and the Ginger cat Tennessee when we remember we as just another furry creature of Nature.. who will pay the consequences of not meeting a physical challenge of life as well as a mental one.. so i will focus more on that dance challenge now.. as even my cholesterol and blood pressure has been a little elevated as of late in labs.. but we humans have this gift of cognitive abilities to make that change.. where all that Moby had was that spoon fed gift from his original masters that set his epigenetics in cat way to very low in cat potential for a full and robust life to the end like Arthur and Tennessee.. if only people knew and FELT THEY ARE only animals and not just something in between their ears.. THERE WOULD BE lots more smiles at Super Walmart.. but of course the working world that is mostly sitting still now.. makes it almost impossible for some folks to do it.. exhausted at the end of a day sitting with no where to move to burn off stress hormones and chemicals in the mind and body all day long in this new way of cultural sedentary hell.. Digging ditches is no better either as repetitive movements of any kind will lead to ergonomic injuries in physical way.. from neck pain to back pain.. to PAIN IN GENERAL.. And ha.. yeah.. i am the only one at my age of Sandford and Son still dancing at Old Seville Quarter now on Thursday Night.. although there was one other guy who seems to have given that up besides me.. My heroes are folks like Jack LaLanne and Bruce Lee.. and others who refuse to play the rules of an insane culture at hand in ways of restricting human Nature in Moving Connecting and Creating life now.. Anyway.. three or four or how many times i’ve said anyway in this stream of consciousness thought.. Lovely hearing from you.. and i always look forward to the next now my friend Leah.. and yes.. you know where i am.. hehex2..:)
Love to read your eclectic posts.. friend gigoid.. and let the coffee of them percolate in my mind and body for just a little while at least.. to see what random seminal notes as you say will come from the garden that is fertilized longer and watered too.. but anyway.. as you likely know and feel now.. almost any line and seriously amusingly more any word can lead to a Novel from me.. hehe.. as you know and feel stream of consciousness writing accesses much greater human potential.. than the problem solving way of making life real.. hmm.. but in a life that is truly spoon fed to so many folks.. and rote ways of remembering stuff for the daily grind of work.. where has creativity gone.. when on Facebook.. all one sees is sharing mostly what the directors producers and actors of someone else’s play has to offer.. but still for some including me.. the percolating takes longer.. yes.. 40 years for me since the first fresh brew of the coffee of creativity comes at age 13.. and goes away when the muse of life of emotions is taken away from me by the religious right of my community.. who are stiff cardboard boxes.. that i too mold myself into.. for the pure ignorance of what my frigging human nature was taling me from the beginning of my life.. be wild and free.. yes.. my rant.. manifesto.. and mantra.. be wild and free give more than take and like Nike says once again.. JUST DO LIFE WILD AND FREE.. So i’ll continue the rest of the Novel on my Blog as usual.. and have a great day.. as wild and free as nature blesses you.. the gift of life iN dArk and liGht from God who has Zebra stripes too Nature in all her black and white.. grey.. and colors over the Rainbow.. in true human magic imagination and creativity tales me yeah.. it get much dArker and liGhter than this.. and someone out there is likely living now in a better heaven.. or worse hell than i for one have felt and seen.. but line iS iT iS n0w what iT iS and God ALLthatis.. no escapes.. but living now.. MiGht aS WeLL maKinG M A G I C NATuRE NOW WELL MIgHT oF BALANCe..:)
Talking with my lovely dancing friend from Seville Quarter late night last night when the crowd thinned enough to get a word in heard.. her story of the challenges and stresses of modern life.. Facebook competitions of happy faces.. and now the competitive nature that can be a modern smart and very attractive girl’s life.. that says be the best or you are nothing.. is so sad and such a source of emptiness as competition in material ways of life erases the inner life of sharing and feeling for Love instead of appearances and a race for who has more in ways of stuff when likes become stuff.. and even sharing in ways of material online shares.. of concrete hell.. i’d rather put out.. than receive as receiving brings these days.. often.. so many restrictions to keep that receiving coming by playing the rules of the given social norm.. where evil is often good and good is often evil.. and discerning the two.. becomes even more foggy for those led down a harbor.. of myst between the human animal fur of life wild and free.. yes once again.. wild and free.. sharing and cooperating no different really.. overall that a wolf pack roaming together to keep life real and surviving balance. yes.. wild and free still for now.. Loving the one you’re with in ways of eYes of shaRinG and hell no Love is not limited to sex.. Love iS a way of Life iN Sharing overall.. so whomever i am with.. iN human connections i am Loving the one i’m with.. giving all of who i am to them.. in the moment of now.. as truly that’s all we have and no moment is too smAll or large to Love as Human.. and no human is too large or small.. or any other kind of different to not Love as Human.. one now i told someone all i see is friends i like in strangers.. and that person told me it must not be very special to be liked by you.. oh.. the irony.. every jewEL a human to me..:)
Just another Eagle named Fred from Old Seville Quarter..wink emoticon.. wow.. after every Rave Dance night.. my mind and body is like candy of creativity.. with ocean roar of waves.. iN peace of balance.. high.. no adrenaline the ecstasy of DMT.. when human becomes a perfect storm of Love.. and to be clear.. all Natural DMT.. no substance drugs for me.. as the essence is me.. when creativity flows alive.. from the deepest recesses of stored memories from all of my life’s experiences and deeper deeper where genetic memory of ancestry experiences swim again.. and yes.. fly again like an Eagle to the sea.. where the spirit of us is set free.. and giving and sharing becomes the real of now.. with no one.. to take that away when we fly like an Eagle to the ocean of us so free.. so feathered wild and deliciously briGht in Sun of us.. waves of rays.. of liGht as uS come deLiGht so free and wild aLiVE.. where all is now.. aLL iS liGht soaRinG hiGher and even hiGher.. so what i’m basicAlly creatively saying here.. is i could can keep going and going until this becomes my second technical word length Free verse poeTry novel of over 40K words.. and yes.. two full prompts from Tuesday dVerse prompt on what one would Love to be born again as.. and the Thursday open link night prompt.. as well as any left overs from the weeklong Monday Haibun prompt.. 24 from Tuesday to catch up with.. and likely close to 40 for Thursday and maybe two more from Monday for close to 66 in total effort now.. then when this Epic post and associated photos.. music videos.. lInks and other artistic stuff comes to another end for the next beginning now.. but as Katy Perry says.. with perfect storms of humans riSinG in the magic of God of Nature now.. where relatively sPeaKinG some of uS are the capsTonE of the ancient pyramids of Egypt.. Where the origin of what is arises from one point of pyramid spreading out inversely wHeRe the above and so below iS uS at BegiNinG and end of all.. and sure Supebowl weekend will get involved in this post as well.. as it is a pinnacle of modern popistry in Art.. iN Enlightened human being halftime way.. as the initiates chosen from God of Nature Art among us in Natural selection of the what that is for now.. shines greatly around the world.. in the best effort artists make to bRinG the rest of the world iN dArker ways better to liGhter ways of Star Seed children now.. my last Novel Free Verse Poetry post was actually a combination of three posts before that.. doing one at one post is a bigger challenge than that but hey.. it’s Super Bowl 50 and Mardi Gras Weekend and yeah.. baby i’m gonna get out there in the public and likely dance a marathon effort this weekend too.. but again it is the challenge that makes me who i am all in dARk and liGht of the storm i am for now.. in moving connecting Eagle Free Verse PoeTry Novel now.. and dArk Horse way aS WeLL..:)
Starting at Monday prompt for Haibun here.. with only one link added in there for now.. and then the next one jumping all the way to Thursday open link night prompt.. spotting Shawna’s blog before it goes the way of a Hurricane wind.. to something else.. now somewhere else.. then now.. so here’s to Monday first..
Worlds of work homeless office buildings no humans left inside.. empty sHells of fingers spRead sheet theiR way further and further inTo rinGs oF Dante heLL.. oh the homeleSS man SpRinGs outside…
meLted dReams real comes trUe..:)
It’s nows like this i’m so glad i’m not a girl.. but yeah.. Lesbian would be cool.. anyway.. omg.. two prompts behind.. full prompts.. will have to remember your poem from Tuesday too.. but sure i can.. to make my entry for that.. Daisy C..S.. anyWay.. God kNows when i’ll get here on Thursday prompt or wheRever.. so i came over early.. to insert my words.. and yeah.. teenage pregnancies are definitely going down here and around the world.. as electronic sperm don’t go anywhere but sexting still empty sHells of seminal blAngst.. but hey.. overpopulation and all of that it’s where God finAlly geTs her revenge for aLL the other animals suffering at the ’cause of human sex.. hmm.. but yeah.. holding hands.. that sure was nice..:)
And now for sand dancing and Sun before i purUse the other 53 left so far now..:)
1:21 pm 2042016
Back at 12:17.. 2082016 now wITH two more Fredbuns inspired by Lynn’s Haibun..;)
As always answers stARt at the cradle.. humans who are Unconditionally Loved with Kind and couRAge.. are trustFul enough of humans and Nature around them.. to be secure inside.. never allowing themselves to be used by others.. but now.. then.. there is poverty.. W/O subsistence.. and ills of health.. where common Christians refuse to lend the helping hand of Government to reach places out of churches and neigh borhoods..
Humans raped more than sex…
OBTW.. hi Lynn.. once again at the very end.. writing hundreds of poems.. and finishing my 2nd ‘official’ Novel of Free Verse Poetry tomorrow iN 18 days.. around 50K words before Catholic Lent starts and sure.. my Lent and Ramadan never ends now as alWays true.. iN liGht.. iN Dance and Words of SonG..
Soldiers oF God iN KinD CourAGeX2..:)
A long week of many changes.. late getting here but alWays the less here.. and sMiLes that bRinGs me to my next point.. my friend SOHEIR.. trUly coming face to face with God that iS real and all that Is.. IS a humbling experience.. there is a Love and Respect that has no match.. and A Faith.. Hope.. and Belief that iS all resolve secure and trust.. so in other words there is no need to fear another human being.. or a need to rise hiGher as theRe is no higHer or lOwer of God as US iN uS WitH us my friEnd iN fAct all nows are beginning iN God’s Unconditional Love of liGht and dARk.. most imporTantLY FeeLinG God Now..:)
And so sorry.. i didn’t have sweets to share.. but i am onLY sweet.. wInks.. so Heir sMiles for now..:)
Smiles to you again my friend and as i already reported in my latest blog post before you define SOHEIR as Egyptian Star.. i cAll you out as Star child/seed tHere..;)
Oh yes.. Definitely believe you and truly Love that name SOhEIR and the Star Woman who wears it WeLL.. And might write another novel this weekend with yoUr Star as pArt oF God’s inspiRaTioN..:)!
SMiLes again my friend.. i looked back to make sure you saw the first one named ‘GodsUniVerse Novel’..
and i see you did.. and the next one if i make it to the required 40K standard in words will be after my current blog post.. named ‘Star Seeds Friend Son of Godzilla’.. writing is great fun to me.. sMiles again.. friend Soheir.. and Good Night to you as well..:)
Pray.. Laugh.. and Hug.. iN positive ways.. alWays beat worry.. stress.. and hurry as negative direction in Life.. And yes.. all tools of humans ranging from letters made first by tool of sticks scratching lines in soil.. to the highest skyscrapers are not the core of us iN feeling the empathy of human connection as a tribe of one eYes.. iN sharing Cooperating.. and most importantly surviving.. i am rich without any clothes of culture and haha i can prove that too.. while most folks hide behind the covers of culture now my friend.. and to be clear that is a general metaphor for all cultures as all cultures are extensions of tools that become the human being inside.. sadly so much now.. more than ever.. it seems to me.. now.. But perhaps the most important quote as that relates to separation of church and state from the Kuran that states.. There shall be no compulsion (in acceptance) of the religion is the wisest pARt of aLL as the human tribal instinct most always THINKS.. iT has the last word in group THINK throughout the ages.. but God alWays comes out on top knoWinG and expresSinG more than human EyEs will ever do al one.. now.. AnyWay.. Happy now.. it’s all that’s ever truly counted iN human eYes that live now at least… my friend.. SOHEIR..:)
And now to dVerse Tuesday Prompt on what one would like to be if born again.. yeah.. hmm.. and her it goes..
* The toad.. The frog.. the amphibian still lives in uS.. the fish.. the single cell organism still lives iN US.. while some folks worry about the cycle of death and life others just live whomever they care to be iN change for now.. after all we are all connected and one.. with aLL Nature as birth and death shows iN DNA way..:)
GreaTest risk of hoping to live again.. is the reality of never living now.. so much to do so much to see.. yet so much to forget that now even exists..:)
* Perhaps the sAddest pARt of the Christian religion is insisting a man never changes for 2000 years.. when no human is the same human with precisely the same words.. moves.. and emotions.. from second to second except for a machine.. if Jesus truly comes back he will be a robot according to modern Christianity and the same for any other prophet who cannot evolve to greater human potential iN both Truth and Love iN Wisdom and LiGht.. wheRe the colors continuALLy change eternAlly now iN a RaiNbow that never ends for now at least.. and on top of that as reported in Luke 17:21.. if ya don’t find heaven at hand now.. you’ll never find it ever any now but now.. inside.. outside.. above.. so below and all around.. looking for golden floors iN palatial homes and Pearly gates.. just the Lottery of Old World Lies.. where the house of lies always wins the finally tAlly away from heaven now.. Jesus was a Naturist iN words.. feelings and deep metaphors same as any poet who finds God as Nature.. and sadly the thought of reality scares the beJezus.. out of some folks and leads to greater rings of Dante’s hell away from God iN uS as Nature now.. juSt now.. the gift of God iN human potential wasted on the lies of psychopathic ways of folks starting with Emperor Constantine in the Nicene Council of 325 AD.. making the humble prophet.. man and teacher Yeshua.. into a Soldier Sun God while Constantine follows suit and erects a monolithic statue of himself for others to kneel down and worship him as a Sun God2.. the one percent are always here as psychopathic folks with little heARt for Love now.. as Spirit expreSsinG that Love.. iN a trUly miNd and boDy balanCinG soUl.. that gives rather than elevating to higher levels of empty status and power with no blood or body iN bread and WinE of Love now.. wHere Christ iS Love and not a robot who never changes..:)
And as a side note here.. i attempted to use the metaphor of a Desert Isle escaping the lies of culture as change in attaining heaven now.. no different really than Luke 17:21’s report on Jesus.. but reference that same post when i was Brow Beat by folks who insisted i not use philosophy and metaphors in my way of writing to the greaTest of human change.. ignorant in the true meaning of the New Testament and the humble Man Jesus who was only a man no different in potential than most other human beings.. anyway.. they deleted my link on this greatest change iN Truth and LiGht of human Wisdom and Love.. and after two other times when folks at the top of the online club could not understand my deeper metaphors than what that they are used to.. that was the last straw of the camel who was visiting the whole of tHeir needle.. and asterisks indicate the places where i am no longer welcome.. dusting my sandals off.. but still watching.. listening.. and getting inspired as all of human being.. dArk and liGht.. ignorant or wise inspire.. me now..:)
And truly it is disgusting as these folks are continuously complaining about folks who do not visit poetry sites to respond.. and me writing literally now thousands of responses never failing to respond in the last year since March of last year.. and just because i do more and run deeper than everyone else easily measurable empirically beyond their ability to focus and understand now.. they discarded me like a piece of garbage no different really than my middle school bullies in school.. physically stronger.. then.. butT the truth iS intellectual bullies.. who work in the world of science and rules and regulations can be just as big bullies buTT they’ve never met a Lion like me who is tenacious as air and water.. malleable to change no different and alWays Winning the War no matter how many battles other folks THiNK THEY’VE WON IN discarding my humanity out of their circle of influence.. but haha.. now the whole thing just adds to my story and as they say of ages old a prophet/sage is never understood in tHeir own environment whether country or online FiN ‘country clubs’.. of Know it alls and control freaks.. and yes side note ends..
* And hmm.. a firm denial that one is not coming back but going to heaven after life.. however the same folks demanding that Jesus comes back.. now.. how iroNic.. i could make a parAble oF thiS..;)
Beautiful.. WeLL adjustinG human appreciating now and who they are wishes for nothing more but to be who they are now and then for now.. sure we alWays evolve to lEarn and feel more.. somenows too.. wE devolve iN dArk.. feeLinG less.. but bottom liNe iS core flAMe oF us iS both uS and ShaREd when Free aLive.. Now..:)
SMiLes.. my friend.. i like to think of me as nameless faceless soUI.. projecting spiRit! oF Ego iN human personality driven by emoTioNal hEart as WeLL.. as SpiRit! where i iS me as SoUl.. I iS Actor oF i and i iS Director and producer of I actor as ego and personality as Zen art of person.. the art that others see.. potentiAlly dArk or liGht.. but the greaTest pARt oF aLL is i can transform myself into many humans or other animals now as all our DNA iN genetic style iS similar shaRinG mostly sAMe.. yesterday.. i was a Jaguar on the primitive hunt.. dancing the night away.. and today i am now a Nautilus building shell.. and later.. a Panther/Jaguar again.. in style of martial arts.. sparring with air flying with ease oF cLaws..:)
Oh.. so free and wild to be human is what i choose to come back as now.. breaKinG bricks layer by layer oF domesticated human aLL aWay finding furry core of me.. briGht eYed and bushy taLed once aGaIN.. and yes.. reTiring.. paying the mortgage and car off last week.. seaLed the Free and Wild deal of me once aGain.. iK inK of paws LiOns Free..:)
SMiLes.. so hard to swim.. so hard to fly.. float on land no swim but fly.. reborn a butt er fly iN liGhT..:)
Nature old.. Nature grows.. Nature knows onLY now.. Nature us.. Nature we.. Nature i.. oh.. so free..:)
Improvisation here on Shawna’s misSinG lInk..;)
Just gonna borrow this for a smAll project oF min(e)d.. onLy need iT now for the end of the weekend.. i’m thinKinG now..;)
Hmm.. yeah.. what IF.. yes.. this is a side note or perhaps pArt of Shawna’s place.. WHAT IF.. Jesus did come back like so many folks thInk he wiLL out of now some 2.2 million humans around the world.. who is he.. would he be the one before.. would anyone accept his Muslim looks in the US.. likely dark eyes.. medium stocky build.. brown skin.. hmm.. yeah.. i guess he’d have to transform into that portrait image of that sweet blonde haired female with a beard.. that so many homo sexual priests along the line of Catholic Church approved of with mighty strokes of pens.. yeah.. sure.. if ya thInk there are a bunch of pedo phile men.. in the ranks of Catholic single men.. there are many more practicing homosexuals than that.. but back to my point.. as too bad they cannot simply come out of the closet and be them.. self.. instead of putting on a straight face at the pulpit after coming back from the gay bar.. that same sex marriages/messages.. cannot be sacred in humans who love God and each other same and as holy and sacred as anyone else.. A true failing of the Catholic Church a lack of respect for Nature in suggesting that birth control is a sin.. when nature as the God of Nature is fighting back in her own way in us on that.. and to be clear her as far as God goes is no more an entity with a vagina than he as God with a Penis.. for Patriarchal Homosexual church leaders that truly wish God had a big penis.. sarcasm in tow.. there for all the pain and suffering put on people of different sexual orientations by priests with different sexual orientations.. so silly and downright dum.. not to express God given Nature all the way whatever it is.. God’s plan is balance.. and not humans plan for control.. power.. and status in shiny robes.. anyway.. SO WHAT IF.. WHO IF.. AND WHERE IF JESUS COMES BACK.. I MEAN YESHUA.. OR JOSHUA.. OR OTHER LANGUAGE NAMES.. OF THE FLESH AND BLOOD ONE MAN.. who a hundred.. thousand.. or ten thousand other men’s words now have been attributed to through the first 40 years of no written record to the first printed version of an English Bible then in the middle of the last millennium about 1500 AD or whatever.. So What iF.. truth iS.. until a path iS prepared for the forecast one.. and a place big enough to hold his or her or whatever’s soul.. Jesus will remain in prison of HeARts.. SpiRits.. and SoUls who refuse to grow.. Jesus iS only as real as Christ maKinG the man of Love our HeARt.. as a mission and Art of Life now..:)
side note ends.. and time for gym workout.. and back to Novel ways of writing after the continuing struggle and fiGht for excellence in human potential continues for me.. tainted with who knows.. perhaps a thouSand Grains of sand iNLOVE..:)
6:25 pm… Back at 10:57 pm..:)
SMiLes.. perhaps the GreaTest Forever Loves.. sparked the return of the UniVerse aGain.. and then Love would be the hiGhest Force.. and perhaps it is.. Magic..:)
Gravity.. perhaps Nature’s oldtest SonG.. and a cure for aGinG bones.. muscles.. tendons.. ligaments.. iS playing wITh gravity and not against it.. art of gravity.. floating humans terrestrial oN land of marshmallow comfort.. wheRe gRound becomes a dance floor gliding feet come one with Earth and gRain of SAnd BuTTerfly SinGs iN human feat oF feetONE..:)
Birth of water whole from start of Ocean womb.. sailor’s deliGht oF what we were underwater.. never sinkIng shore.. finally crawling out.. be the water whole again..:)
Bird of bridge swoon of heARt.. fly so hiGh liGhting never landing hard..:)
* Other than when human dies.. most other animals feed the birds.. humans collecting it all.. even dead.. morbid obsession with form away from essence..:)
Child dreams of innocence real iN imagination and creativity true.. moving.. connecting.. yes creating.. wishing fruition no limits or expectations in passings or futures.. now a child’s eYes.. alWays Innocence SpiRit Young Never aging fountain youth.. inside never going.. dreams live on..:)
Birds of a feather sings songs often not together.. solo they go.. lonely but always searching for another feather..:)
Child’s eYes of paradise.. leave no room for doubt.. all is hope all is new.. all deliGhtful when parents Love the same.. Children’s liGht a SonG that never ends.. with Love at least.. living Again..:)
A world of input sharing input liking input.. away from moving.. connecting creating in flesh and blood is in two words.. humanely insane..:)
Tree of knowledge.. form.. so distant.. lacking essence.. Tree of Life.. Born again.. leaves Grass Green as LiFe.. closer.. Now Real..:)
Ah.. yes.. an eternal now born iN eYes Love.. again through out ages.. Loving eYes stay now everforevernow..:)
Second response to noweverforevernow.. SMiLes.. No time in heaven now beyond inFiniTy.. Beyond fire.. All time in hell as infiNity.. To fully understand this one must go to both places in different nows.. The lesSon of eterniTy now.. Some folks call it the dArk niGht of the soUl or meeting Karma and the God of Nature allthatis face to face.. For me at least.. Yes.. the adventure one Lifenow.. finding no time now as eternal in heaven and the anti-now.. In the other place.. That question can inspire a novel.. my friend.. Thanks.. I’ll finish the rest of it.. On my blog.. wInks.. Just for fun..:) SMiLes.. like God ‘said’.. i’ll come back creating Now juSt noW..:)
Third response.. SMiLes again.. i second now that..;)
Dragon Fly oh.. and roach wonder.. ugly.. not owing any human explanations first survivors among living earthy beings and likely last to go..)
Well that ends the Tuesday prompt of 24 poetic expressions..:)
11:59 pm.. and back for Thursday open link night catch up game tomorrow.. hopefully finishing before the Super Bowl begins.. just for challenge as all i’ll be watching is half time.. with Chris Martin.. and Cold Play and Beyonce too enjoying tHeir show of human archetypes of so many songs and dance as well as other humanly designed sign language attempting to scribe the essence of all that is aka God for now..:)
Back at 12:41 pm.. after some Global deTours on 2062016.. StArtinG now with Thursday open lInk night at dVerse doing a few before dance shopping comes in Marathon ways.. at all wife Katrina’s favorite stores and mine too in the nooks and crannies of the metro mall where store management allows me to let is all go free in flow of Zone.. hmm.. deserving honorable mentions as one.. force of stores.. particularly Dick’s Sporting Goods.. the Earth Store.. and Spencer gifts.. as well as Star bucks in the mall.. dancing in Star bucks in tight quarters like the Earth Store.. and Spencer Gifts.. and away from the mall and Barnes and Nobles Book store is like micro poetic expressions a reAlly tight fit that has much to say.. in feat of feet.. like that dancing Penguin Happy feet me.. all relaxed in flow to go.. So here i go more in writing to dVerse for a few more.. finger treats.. now..;)
Poems.. Dance.. SonG Art.. in general.. a way of life that expands.. moving.. human imagination now and creativity.. a UniVerse we within.. onLY expanding… Science.. the anti-art for order.. including poems and dance that pAinTs by number..:)
Hmm.. asteRisk removed from that one.. let’s see iF my poem stands or is erased now by whatever.. if you see an asterisk the answer is yes.. if not.. either way.. the poem sTill exists here.. ah..freedom the place now that censorship cannot touch.. at least here..;)
Store Dance comes now.. back later.. for more writing..;)
1:24 pm.. 11:49 pm.. back and hmm.. my comment stuck.. and that’s actually the second person that was moderating my comments out that has decided to let me back in.. hmm.. positive energy i guess..;)
Anyway.. back to dVerse.. 32 more poetic expressions in response coming for me.. and i’ve gotta a Novel to publish.. perhaps as early as tomorrow write fred write.. dance fred dance.. and that’s where i just came from in steps of measure of around 16 miles.. now to let the fingers do the dancing..;)
* Numbers.. Numbers Numbers.. Spread sheet hell.. fingers fingers digits..bits and bytes.. of never quenching thirst for Love..:)
Skipping over to Shawna’s place for another revisionist new response to her poem.. that no longer exists on her blog.. SMiLes.. the Big S.. i mean little s.. just stopping by long enough to say.. now.. i like you.. Happy sun now day.. any way.. Friend.. i feel all the gaps in with NOW.. btw.. OMG.. that reminds me of what my first Girl friend named Little s.. remember her name was Sonia Lee.. and there was little f.. too..;)
Okay.. back to sequential order.. now..
Well.. wITh Azaleas stiLL bLooming Violet.. iN middle oF WiNter SprinG cAMe anD leFt aNd never arrives i guess.. but DaFfodils kNow tHeir place In February.. iN hINt ofFSprinG here sTill cominG..:)
Emerald Green Beauty… of Bermuda.. none like it i’ve seen except close to wheRe i live.. in San Destin. place of the Truman show close tHere too.. sMiles.. so much poeTry to be geneRated sTIll MovinG now by paradises oF earth..:)
Ha.. being on the Autism Spectrum with Asperger’s Syndrome.. if i had a dollar for everyNOW the kids made fun of me.. FOR THE WAY i spoke.. i now.. would be richer than i already am from it making me stronger.. and yes.. then.. speech impediments were much of an improvement over not speaking at all until age 4.. and now i don’t shut up.. and that’s no mythoRy.. and perhaps THAT iS for REAL.. no speech pathologists for me.. my memory was good enough for straight A’s.. so the teachers didn’t pay no mind to my speech.. then.. somenows the girls liked me before i opened my mouth.. but at least i had a shiny smile.. so i learned not to talk again.. just sMiLes.. with shiny eyes..:)
Ah.. balance now of noble inside outside cats.. ours always live longer than domesticated only inside ones it seems by double.. but yeah.. so sweet they are inside as well.. so pampered..:)
Smart phone saviors oF red lights and waiting rooms standing in Line.. too.. never a dull moment with Facebook antics.. candy crunch and poeTry for me.. and sure some ‘other stuFf2’..:)
PoeTry of human seNsualiTy thE dark zone wheRe most folks fail to go.. i ain’t scaRed and so glad to see no one gave you a hard time here.. butt the dark oF iT ALL.. iNside..:)
As hard as it may be to believe i can’t write.. scribble scrabble dysgraphia is all i get.. without digital keys i just shut-up in print..:)
* Brick forest.. weeds grow into history before.. grass breaks stone.. uproots human gone..:)
Only two asterisks out of 33 poems.. not bad at all.. so great iN fAct.. as even asterisks inspire great..:)
So many positive addictions.. including poetry to feel the void of yester now empty.. dance for me too.. and Love of course.. Prescription Ativan for 5 years.. difficult too… free is best.:)
SMiLes.. i’ve read that in mountainous areas folks are more likely to call God Nature.. and in deserts where taLLest standing iS humans God becomes nowman and or some last prophet.. Nature and God even bigger than human or Mountain.. depends oN wHere oNe Lives.. and how far one can see pass horizon yesternows here for now..:)
1:07 am.. 2072016 13 more and now sleep..:)
Back at 9:13 am.. with now for a couple before Church now comes..
SMiLes broken as culture infinite number of rules and regulations that now say not good enough.. ha! i say F culture yes.. Fred culture i am me.. and else is Illusion except moving.. connecting and creating.. and those who care not to can certainly travel another way if they like than bliss of the heaven of now.. Mastery iN relative FREE WiLL under LOVE.. God aLLows aLL of uS when sOught now found inside outside above so below all around uS now expanding Stars of Us UniVerse withiN aLive NOW..:)
Dust and Ashes of freedom one and sAMe riSinG faLLinG Star dust once us.. prisons many.. brick and mortar mind and boarder.. boarder or free iN side or out above so below aLL ’round free now or prisons apArt our relative free WiLL house inside free moving connecting and creating in or out of hUman made priSons..:)
Back at 1:25 am.. 2082016.. still playing catch up..:)
Lost Love.. Loving Losses strange bedfellows of nuerochemicals and neurohormones that follow loss.. dopamine pleasure riSinG.. poeTry calls.. oxytocin social bonding falls.. caLLinG Love.. more.. oh.. the signs and hints of nuero stuff.. now.. to understand Nature can be to master iT iN.. relative Free WiLL.. wheRe no one.. controls uS but Us.. FREE iS alWays inside.. trUly us.. inside.. outside.. and aLL a’Round.. at least i feel i kNow.. i feel i reason.. i master relative free will.. miNd and boDY balance as soUl oF uS.. moving.. connecting in emoTioNaL spiRit oF heARt.. expresSinG.. feeLinGs.. now regulating emoTioNs.. inTeGraTinG senses.. a dance now and SonG of LiFe for NOW Free WiLL under Love.. F R E E D O M..:)
Letters Love never connecting passing ships iN Oceans uS.. so far so dark so deep so shallow left feeLinGs oF Love.. forGivinG Us.. stArtinG aGaiN.. no one iS perfect wE aLL work toGeThEr best as one Force.. dARk and LiGht iN Star Wars oF miNd and boDy balance.. now..:)
So true.. Love iS not onLY kinD Love cannot gRow now an ocean with out cou rage.. Kung Fu Pan da now 1.. 2.. or 3.. Kung Fu.. in general.. martial arts.. bRinGs strength of character.. integrity of miNd and boDy balance.. and now best of aLL.. trUly innate.. instinctual and intuitive to be the water requires zero letter of instruction to follow heArt of moving.. connecting and creating now.. UniVerSal Truths now follow Loving Strength.. iN Fearless UnconditioNal LoVE N0W..:)
Human Archetype of the DArk niGht of the SoUl.. Human sOul as real as science when the art of uS rises again.. when child becomes science and art once again..:)
This is a really great poem.. perhaps the best out of the whole dVerse open link lineup this week.. and one comment.. wow.. what iS thiS.. poeTry or Facebook.. sMiles.. Tit for tat like or share.. cold hEArted orb.. kNows no.. notta feeLinG.. now.. Moon iS briGht hUman dark.. give and get or now no give at aLL.. giving iS the best pArt oF aLL for those who feel the now reward.. sAdly dArkest heARt goNe.. now.. SinGs iTs SonG oF no RefRain…:)
Ah.. to think that the first farmer forgot poeTry was never words and only essence.. to feel iT.. yes..:)
Canary yeLlow humans faLL iN cOld Winter mines.. minds.. Canary winGs SinG aWay from cultUre lies.. fLy hiGher than cAges mAde..:)
* SMiLes.. God speaks through aLL even through metaphorical DEvils and Satans ignorance speaks for none.. and to be clear i like your poem.. sMiLes again.. that’s iN reference to the first response.. up there forgetting that the prophets signs are in concert halls.. as God is an equal opportunity employer whether profit or prophet.. sMiLes times three..;)
SoUl no memory but now..:)
Hardestiny and sofTest Loves.. live iN mirrors..:)
Baptism in the air and water without scripture or even one word.. Air and Water SpRinG eternal now.. aWay from eYes oF cOld.. flows spiRit Youth returning.. heArt and SoUl..:)
Les Son now A Butterfly never looking back iN Cocoon ways now.. dreams oF FliGht fruition SinGS WinGs oF flutter hEarT FeeLs..:)
Spectrums from conservative.. literal.. to open minded figurative.. wild and free or imprison science.. art is freer with imagination and creativity not closed in plastic bags.. trial and error failure and success alWays trying better chances no matter who..:)
Road travels human moves connects creates Road travels human cars move.. without connecting creating.. Roads travel destinations change moving connecting and creating travel..:)
SeAsons greeting All fOur butterFly danCinG humans now create FliGht through liGht inside shiNinG briGht aLL foUr seaSons lONg for NOW..:)
Humans Domestic.. Wild as Wolves.. sMiLes oN a dog’s face.. Sitters.. Rovers.. aLL animals including uS.. no different reAlly outside.. excuses from culture.. Nature SinGS true and free moving sitting one and sAme..:)
Ocean dreams of old goNe.. so blue so deep so cOld daRk blue one sInks.. Oceans emerald glow in gulf.. so shallow yet deep in life’s row now oF yeLLow sUn..:)
All caught up at 3:18 am.. and to publish a seventh chapter of a Novel titled “Super Bowl of Love” tomorrow with Novel titled “GodsUniVerseNovel2” all 7 chapters coming ‘later’..:)
Hi gigoid.. hey.. sMiLes better late than never and like Arnold and you say you can alWays come back and of course feel free to do so with never a rush iN Fredland also kNown as Boogie Wonderland.. hmm.. and i feel like putting that here write now.. haha..:)
And as a jumping off point.. that reminds me of hmm.. 2006 before the type two Trigeminal Neuralgia.. came for me.. to take my emotions and life away.. first a strange pain in the bottom of my feet a year or so later to find that it was an auto immune issue with Sjogren’s Syndrome.. something about the vessels and nerves of feet.. a pain so bad on the bottom of my feet that touching anything was beyond a cut of knife.. pain is like a universe of dArkness wITh humans as theRe are so many potential pains that one has never experienced before no different really than there are so many moves in body of UniVerse-like potential associated with an InFiniTy of emoTions one can feel groWinG through the body.. per receptors iN cells associated with neurohormones.. neurochemicals.. some rarely experienced like all natural DMT.. likely associated with the Pineal Gland.. for advanced.. ascending masters as it were and still is.. but the bottom line to get iN touch with one’s boDy and miNd in Dance oF moving integrating senses and regulating emoTioNs iS a way up.. up up.. to the metaphorical ascension of human being in riSinG bliss.. up up up and away.. farther free as human being heaven.. nirvana bliss now.. hmm.. yeah.. once again.. like Fredland oF Boogie Wonderland now.. nicely illustrated by the Blue Eyed Penguin above.. so below inside outside around here… now..:)
SMiLes.. gigoid.. i used to be impressed with my stellar IQ points until REAL LIFE taught me.. that Standard IQ is a culturally derived intelligence of the last 10 to 12 thousand years.. and sadly takes human farther and farther away from the almost limitless other innate.. instinctual and intuitive intelligences that play by rules of art over Standard IQ science points in ways of verbal and non-verbal intelligence.. reading writing and arithmetic.. all devices of human cultures.. moving.. connecting and creating all arts of human being.. Standard IQ develops creature comforts.. but sadly sits humans still in desks of hell.. decades in school and work and now in a 4 inch to 5 inch scream of screen… Standard IQ.. is a 10 to 12 thousand year.. human experiment where the recipients of the testing requirements are the unwitting so-called smart guinea pigs.. i’m no longer smart i feeL life instead asSMaRT kNowing iT.. i no longer plan.. i do.. i just do it.. and for someone who feels nature there is no doubt that moving.. connecting.. creating and sharing hands oN eYes oN and feelings oN.. iS REAL as WeLL.. as taKinG no more than one gives.. back.. American Indians faiLed every test of standard IQ other than human intelligence.. and they lived iN balance as they knew no different.. in ways of Standard IQ lies.. i hope my IQ points are lower than ever.. but sadly they are not.. so i have to pray 10 times more than average men or women to keep iT ALL TOGETHER ONE.. REGULATED EMOTIONS.. INTEGRATED SENSES FLOW iN ZoNE.. WitH GOD oF NATURE DANCE AND SING ONE.. What a relief to know and FEEL GOD iS Real as Nature REAL iN uS no lessons of desks or screams of screens required.. for Truth and LiGht innate instinctual allintuitive COMMON F iN sense..:)
Yes.. i enjoy copious amounts of stellar IQ mental masturbation.. Dopamine generator it is.. WInks.. And it gives the wife horrible headaches.. So.. i Just Do iT ALL online with non-suspecting prey.. And to be clear.. To pray is more and less.. Cognitive behavioral therapy in either dArk or liGht ways of powerful nocebo and or placebo effect and affect.. Yes.. Science is slowly catching up with Aeons of mystery schools.. For human occult.. i refuse to wait for the rest.. So like the Goddess of Victory and Shoes says.. Yes.. i just do iT.. Dance and SinG A SonG of Nature As Classical GAS Now..:)
A little after midnight old friend Lala Rukh.. on the 6th.. the day i’ll visit you always as i never break a promise from a soul now whole.. alWays God wilLinG of course but God sWays whole with uS.. my friend.. hope you’re doing okay.. great will be better but i’ll take okay.. as enough.. continuing to grow at least for now.. happy happy.. just happy to say happy my friend alWays..:)
SMiLes.. my friend Sherry Blue Sky.. ah.. the only one from dVerse brave enough to venture wheRe no man or woman has gone before.. hehe.. most anyway.. hehex2.. hope you are having a wonderful weekend now.. as i find free and wiLd and giving giving giving.. the answer to the UniVerse of me.. wInks..;)
Torn between the balance of two lovers.. writing and dance.. both imagination.. both creativity.. one healthy one not.. Before i stArted dancing before i magically got well and changed Personality like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde from INTJ to ENFP civilized to wild and free.. almost over night.. where even a licensed therapist named it as a real miracle.. yeah.. a Catholic one too.. her defined religion then and now.. but for me an all natural one as i see Nature as God more mysterious and magical than any book of fiction.. including the Bible and Kuran.. anyway.. back to writing.. before my dance of life.. i spent 24 hours in one day on June 5th.. 2013.. about a month before spontaneous recovery.. writing a ‘Garden of Bandaid’
and before E-scaping from the cocoon.. on about July 22nd.. the beginning of the next day.. my birthday on the 6th of June.. i then looked down at my feet and saw them balLooning.. the habit of writing.. had become an addictional one to shorten my life if i did not start paying more attention to my body of imagination and creativity along with mind of writing sAMe.. it took me almost two years to date this year.. where my feet no longer swell sitting down.. and almost 5000 miles of dance to get theRe.. words are pretty meaningless compared to basic animal homeostasis.. the humble graiN oF sAnd stiLL knoWs more than i.. as iT kn0ws noThing.. and feEls WeLL iF not @ALL.. hOlding up the mountains no less than iT self.. my current challenge is to write a Novel by the end of Mardi Gras day on Tuesday.. if it happens it does.. if not.. so what.. after all it’s just a gRain of sAnd.. after all is said and danced.. my other challenge iS to dance my usual literal marathon of dance walKinG over 26 miles.. starting today Saturday.. at all my wife’s favorite stores.. but first a sand dance comes with Sun now.. as balance goes on eternAlly now.. the only Heaven i kNow.. for now.. NOW.. iN FeeLinG ah.. the FeeLinG without that words are just sHeLLs of dead finGers.. a science project under hEaVEN oF heART.. and nah.. i probably will only get half a marathon in.. as Sunday is a visit to a Southern Baptist Pastor’s farm.. after Catholic Church.. and then there is the SuperBowl.. i’m all for replacing Tribal wars with Tribal wars of relatively benign football except for concussions and early onset dementia.. but the half time show.. i gotta see that.. hopefully live.. as it is the highlight usuAlly of pop art each year now.. with so much deeper meaning now and symbolism.. that most people now are not even aware of.. however.. only symbolism.. i’m a realist and a mystic one and sAMe.. NOW..:)
SMiLes my friend.. gigoid.. hope ya enjoy the trip and as the creative wheels continue to burn in my feet and feat oF mind.. iN B A L A N C E.. i already wrote the Novel.. it has 6 chapters so far.. at around 40K words.. starting with ‘WrecKinG bAll of Fearless Love’ on January 23rd.. started writing that chapter on January 21st.. so finishing the 6th chapter on February 4th makes for two weeks for the standard Novel word count oF Novel.. hovering write around the 40K mark.. so ha.. now it’s just the final 7th chapter i’m working on this weekend and i think i’ll end it on the 7th of January just for good mEaSure.. putting aLL the chapters together in technology’s ease of cut and paste.. and ha.. now i’ll never publish a print novel.. impossible with the way i write with multi-media.. however.. with a paid Word Press site with unlimited storage.. i could conceivably publish a thousand novels with portions of my ‘Augmented Tuxedo milk’.. cool metaphor you designed to illustrate that by the way.. of 11 million words overall.. cut and pasted every which way.. perhaps an infinite number of Novels who kNows.. who feels.. i’ll have to do the math.. as your metaphor of title BRinGs an ease of answer.. heLL.. why not be crazy when ya CAN.. it’s a new frontier now after all.. might as WeLL go now wheRe no man/woman.. has gone before.. Rod Serling one human out oF my favorites.. and i.. my friend am iN the TwiLiGht Zone NOW..
“The instinct of creativity must be followed by the act, the physical act of putting it down for a sense of permanence. Once you get that prod, that emotional jar, that “I have witnessed something.” Or “I have felt something.” Or “I have seen something.” Or, through observation, “I have been moved by an event.” I think the answer is, “Get it down. Get it down quickly. Write it down.”
And yeah.. i’ll call all of ’em ‘GodsUniVerseNovel’ as multi-UniVerses are cool..2..3.. etc.. too. and i’ll just sequentially number ’em like that from now on.. GodsUniVerseNovel2 so on etc.. infinitum.. so folks like you who actuAlly read something i wrote.. will know it’s just a cut.. copy.. and paste.. of the chapters that preceded it.. wInks.. BIG WiNks.. Creativity mixed with TechNoloGy.. the art and science of human magic now.. groWing.. by the moment oFthe preSent oFNow.. the CUTTING and PasTinG EDGE OF CREATIVITY.. LIKE A RAZOR OF WHATeVER now THAT “DUDE’S” NamE iS… Church.. and hUman Nature.. Politics.. and Football.. sAMe.. Tribal Nature iS.. NOW.. us.. conservative vs. Liberal.. masculine vs. feminine.. Broncos vs. Panthers.. and even atheists vs. theists.. the greaTest pARt oF Allthatis isallthatis includes All of thiS.. sMiLes.. iT iS what It Is.. but to understand IT.. can be to master iT wITh relative free WiLL in the gift of now.. iN B A L A N C E.. Soccer again.. is my favorite way to unify and divide humans without anyone getting hurt too bad.. but one thing is for sure.. as long as human beings are flesh and blood primates.. the tribal instinct ain’t goin’ anywheRe even iF back down to the small group at base.. it will be a battle of the sexes from patriarchy to egalitarianism to even matriarchy.. the balance of Nature sways back and forth as the Pendulum of realiTy wiLL have destiny’s fate alWays now.. riding the wave oF IT iS alWays moving connecting and C R E A T i N G.. the flavor of now.. So.. sure.. go team.. Love for me iN LiGht at lEast.. but sure.. i’M human too.. and sure.. sometimes conservatives irk me.. as i am so unlike ’em.. so at least i understand why.. shrug and move on.. now.. as it is well beyond my pay grade to change either hUman Nature or Mother Nature… adapt yes.. but change basic human nature.. now.. nah.. yes.. I E P.. that’s a continuing work of Art oN the individual level always now.. iN Education P L A N Ning.. with the tools of culture at backhand too.. now serving the ball nicely when racquet and ball become ONE.. balance oF TeNnis.. Anyway.. i got my full marathon of dance iN this weekend at around 26 miles.. and although the first 40K plus 7K or so words of the Novel.. are complete.. the 7th Chapter sTill coming.. and looks like the finished product.. now… yes.. for ‘GodsUniVerseNovel2’.. iS closer to Mardi Gras day.. on 2092016 for now.. but anyway.. my health says thanks for all the dance walking memories from this weekend.. it’s frigging amazing getting to do that in Footloose Town.. now.. don’t get me wrong.. not as bad as Westboro church.. in ignorant ways of being.. but still almost beyond belief,, as just several years ago.. the local radio station.. and local Preacher were calling homosexuals demon possessed.. and the Manager of the station suggesting that welfare moms who are single.. should be sterilized after the first child if they don’t get off the government ‘dole’.. then they turn around and talk about HOW F iN great Christians they are.. and the preacher dude.. has an intro.. on his radio show… saying he has a direct line to God.. sure the DeVil talks too.. sMiles.. Life iS fun iN liGht i’d rather be Lucifer than a real fiery dEvil preacher and his radio leader.. now.. he HE..;)
One of my favorite Earth Store Associates.. and Facebook friend.. Ashton.. iN one of my favorite places in the mall to do the slow version of my dance walking.. kinda like a Bull set loose in a China Cabinet.. all dainty and stuff.. wInk emoticon
Seriously.. Batman.. why so Serious.. when ya CANbe tWirLinG a’round happy like me!.. wink emoticon
On a cold night soul… Walking at 3am.. Shades.. tattered jacket.. Darkest Woods.. creatures call out to me.. Moon says keep stepping.. Streetlights as briGht as Sun.. keep stepping.. LiGht Soul comes out within.. keep stepping beat changing.. step backwards step sideways.. step around step spinning move hands.. move up and down and all around spin.. spin.. spin.. spiraling everywhere allplacesnow.. the sacred dance of my Sioux and Cherokee ancestors indigenous ROCKING TO THE BEAT OF MOONLIGHT IN HeARt of me.. singing faster softer sweeter harder ROCKING YES.. KEEP ON ROCKING DISTANT SOUND OF GOD iN the background of my Eyes.. God’s skeYes live again iN Stars of my eYes.. still alone SoUl Rising SpiRit dancing tongue sinGinG Ancestral refRain.. God says connect.. now move.. connect.. travel dancing shows more than moving connecting more moves creating no limits no expectations step more.. connect now more create more travel more feel more see more mind ful LY aware MORE now touch others more with steps and eYes and tongue of Love.. SinG.. Dance steps of words now to write.. write write.. dance dance more more heroes eYes give more than take live briGht EnliGhtening Awakening more now Dance.. Sing.. Create record it all die young in SpiRit rise now.. Live Life ALIVE!.. Hero spiRit LIVES NOW!.. Artistry of God’s eYes live iN uS.. now as wE move.. connect with other humans and all Nature God one and sAMe.. creating anew UniVerse expanding now.. greater beyond the boundaries of culture passing and new now..a Revolution of art.. means expanding HeARts.. SpiRits rising.. ascending hiGher Peace greater now miNds and BoDys BalanCinG now as soUl grows alWays LovinG Life more.. colors now.. deeper briGhter sounds richer.. F E E L I N G eYes deeper human LOVES ALL GOD EXISTS GREATER iN Force of human SKeYes oF Love NOW.. Super Bowl halftime ritual.. no different ancestral refRain louder roar of crowd global now.. natural selection of SpiRits come togetHer great spiRits on stage.. heARt beat moves louder.. crowd sinGs in mirror neuron refrain.. beat of eARth comes louder wiTh human Love no longer now limits by frowns of restrictions move sing higher.. beat now higher.. richer.. deeper harder.. softer.. alive.. move… create more briGhter liGhter rays of Love spread out from Center point.. no different than origin of beginning and ending all of now always living now.. SinG beat dance Earth feels refRain of human SonG UniVerse breathes a sigh of relief.. Humans groWinG stronger togeTher holding hands a’round ill globe.. mending band-aids of Love glue of Love greater than any division of fear and hate Rock on Love on spend heARts togetheR one.. globe comes together Unity n0w oF Planetary SoUL.. now REvolution Orange comes as Hive oF Humans live living NOW aGaiN greater than ever before now dance and sing hero liGhts..:)
Facebook Friend.. Rafiah says..
Grilled bbq fish is the best fish ever..
Grill it all.. smile emoticon!
Eat it all… smile emoticon!
If i get my wish.. one day all of us will BBQ in flesh and blood life together my friend.. and perhaps it will be in heaven now.. smile emoticon Wish=Prayer.. at least for me.. smile emoticon
You cook. I eat. wink emoticon
Ha!.. Katrina cooks.. we eat..wink emoticon Seriously… i haven’t cooked in 26 years.. washed clothes.. or even washed dishes.. #luckyhusband ..wink emoticon
nooo. You are such a brat. That day, we, Kat and I, will make you do all the labour while we sit back and relax. tongue emoticon wink emoticon
Okay.. sMiLes.. then you will be the taskmaster.. wink emoticon Hmm.. yeah.. i probably could do it for one day.. smile emoticon when we visit.. smile emoticon
We’ll set you right. tongue emoticon
Yes.. that’s what task masters do..wink emoticon
Rafiah shares a beautiful rendition of Surah 70 from the Kuran..
SMiLes.. Surah Ali-Ma’arj.. 70.. is one of my favorites from the Kuran except for the words in my copy of the Kuran.. per this specific Surah.. that are not told in the translation in English you provide here.. while i agree that both heaven and hell are at hand and have been to both places.. hell a place where every second is a thousand years.. and all there is.. is time.. and yes.. the skin is gone as this fire is worse than any manmade flame of fire.. as there is no feeling at all and yes.. one will wish the entire of existence of everyone and everything away.. to escape.. as there is no will to even die to escape..
And yes.. the Kingdom of Heaven is at hand.. a place where there is no time.. and eternal heaven now.. a place where all is internal bliss.. inside.. outside.. above.. so below.. and ALL around and material goods that are manmade extensions of human tools have zero value above God’s Nature.. before human created tools and became the tools as human becomes more machine and tools than human now.. where those Terminator and Matrix movies.. ring as true too.. for the fire of real human hell now away from heaven..
But sadly.. my copy of the Kuran gives the male of the species permission to hold women as slaves.. and demand sex of these women.. willing.. or not.. so that is where my copy of the Kuran.. and Muhammad fails IF he actually said these things.. but even his closest male companion disagreed with the ending printed version of the Kuran and was persecuted for that.. so questions remain my friend.. truly no different than the bible.. Christians read that also permits sex with willing and unwilling slave girls as rape.. in the Old Testament part of that.. including supporting the slavery of human beings as women…
Any part of any words away from the God of Nature are evil and come from a devil.. as metaphor.. same as in the U.S. where so-called Christians will say that homosexuals are demon possessed.. who Science proves now are a Natural Part of the balance of Nature when overpopulation pressures come.. and part of the medicine for aggression.. violence.. and warring ways.. for even our closest primate cousin the Bonobo in the wild without any written and recorded culture at all..
And these same so-called modern Christians will call for the sterilization of women.. who continue to have children on welfare.. and will call for the poor to pay their own way in life.. instead of helping them out as fair laws will dictate for a social net in society that works for the less fortuned ones among us.. who are often truly closer to heaven.. than the rich who live in the hell of human extended tools of materialism that becomes us.. instead of God’s Nature.. innately.. instinctually.. and intuitively in us.. as us now…
But anyway.. again.. my copy of the Kuran is in English and as in all poetry and translations of different languages.. the meanings can vary greatly depending on a person’s innate and environmentally influenced ways of being.. in both translating language and interpreting metaphors of other human beings.. Muhammad obviously experienced pArt of Hell and pArt of heaven..
Otherwise these metaphors in just literal words could not be brought to him.. through the deeper spiritual part of human emotional being.. as one cannot see this place.. just in literal words.. as there are no literal words to describe many potential experiences of the inner Universe of Human Being..
a place of small exploration in terms of science that has no tool to measure the non-repeatable experiment of each Unique Human Being internal experience as UniVerse.. as this pArt of human experience is mostly Art of Emotions or lack of Emotions that either free uS iN Heaven Here on Earth by continually practicing a prayer of positivity.. or take us to Hell on Earth by ignoring our innate God Given Human Nature and taKing the word of human and all of human tools to be the truth and liGht away from our God given Human Natures gifted by the God of Nature..
Science is the scribe of God.. but humans are the Art of God alWays now among all of God’s creation as equal partners holding hands when free my friend Rafiah..:)
sreeja harikrishnan.. February 6, 2016 at 1:23 AM says.. Delightful pics and enjoyed reading… a different perspective of things around us….
Kate MiaFebruary 7, 2016 at 6:29 PM Hi sreeja.. thanks so much for stopping by on this streamlined version of my Word Press Blog.. on this blogger blog..
hope you are having a wonderful weekend friend..:)
And this is the ending of ‘GodsUniVerseNovel2’.. to come after the seventh Chapter ‘here’ titled.. ‘Super Bowl of Love’.. yeah.. just popped iNto my mind.. it’ll work.. now.. moving here now to my first free verse poeTry expression.. from latest February 2013 to earliest March of 2013.. third month of the thirteenth year.. 2013.. iT iS pArt of aLL my blogs.. and sacred to me.. now.. yes.. just now.. between me aLL and God.. now.. as this entire blog and all i’ve written oN the Internet.. aLL 11 million words.. between my blogs now and the Wrong Planet website.. are the ‘SonG oF mY SoUl’.. both iN Science and Art.. as iT iS the balance that counts most iN liFe as aLways.. and balance iS aLL about what this first manifesto of miNd.. talks too..:)
i think i was born as a kind of Classical Pantheist.. as i saw patterns and connections in things that were more of my thinking process, along with the tactile sensory world.. than what I think most people may experience as an internal dialogue of thought… i still have a vivid memory of connection to everything in the world.. as if i had been here forever.. before i was able to speak that i cannot fully put into words.. from about age 3 looking out into the distance over the river i grew up next to.. But i think in some ways i knew more about my existence then than i do now.. as i could not separate myself from what seemed like a very old home of nature… i am glad i had the opportunity to roam desolate pristine beaches as a teenager and young adult.. without any fear.. and feeling one in being with the waves.. white sand.. emerald green gulf.. sea oats and sea gulls.. with no dramas in my head… But even my ancestors could not experience that with not being sure where their next meal was going to come from… Not likely that many creatures in the Universe could experience a little slice of nirvana like that… i can remember getting back into my car and being jolted back into the reality of all that is the complexity of modern culture.. which at that point in time was so.. so limited as compared to today.. i was never quite the same after home computers come along.. as i drifted further and further from a home of nature.. The people i dealt with in the public at that time.. in what was a “Cheers” like environment.. was also a slice of nirvana… Cigarette filled.. but the emotional contagion of a hundred human beings that are happy that i had the privilege to serve and make even happier.. equaled the nirvana of the walks on the sun-filled beaches.. i loved my exquisite sensory experience of life… It was worth not being able to touch man made texture without goose bumps and an incredible feeling of discomfort. When i see Landon Bryce’s book “I Love My Own Autistic Self”.. the little guy on the front is how i usually felt inside that people could only see in the gleam of my eyes… People often told me they wished they had what it was i had.. or wanted some of the drugs i was taking.. but i had no idea what they were talking about because there was nothing i wanted but to exist.. for so many years… It was a powerful feeling that no one’s negativity could take away from me.. not even when the rest of the world told me i was not one of their kind… Sorry.. that was quite a tangent.. but it is kind of therapeutic for me.. i hope you don’t mind… My point i started off with was religion and Classical Pantheism.. which is all of nature and science for me.. the cultural complexity of what has come from human collective intelligence.. including all the strange oddities.. even the strangest of religious cults and beliefs.. But most of all the reality of that beach those waves.. and those grains of sand.. that do not exist without me… A gift.. a wonderful gift that was provided by my father and mother.. and their ancestors where there could be no break in the chain of events of human struggle that all my ancestors experienced to survive and reproduce.. and their rodent ancestors about 75 million years ago.. and all the other ancestors not identified and material substances that came together to make that possible.. from the origin of what is.. whatever is.. is.. That one point that i can only abstractly define because of the human collective intelligence that provides the map to what can be described.. as one point that we all share that can never be disconnected.. as long as we exist… Wow.. i just realized that sounds kind of like the intro to the “Big Bang Theory” TV show… And relatively speaking the knowledge that i gained that this is one sliver of conscious existence and what really is a little slice of heaven for some that do exist.. considering just the benefit of a warm soft bed.. a hot shower.. and things now considered so mundane that took billions of years to come into existence that were not here a little over a century ago.. Like toilet paper… But i could never experience that connection of what is.. any stronger than when i was three.. i have everything and everyone before me to thank for that experience.. Including collective intelligence and the understanding of that one point that still exists in all of us and everything else… i never met a stranger.. not even a grain of sand on the beach… But i did not feel a category.. a religion.. a race or even a gender for myself.. which at least for me enhanced the ability to find a friend in that grain of sand… i suppose it is the immune system issues and chronic pain that has taken some of that gleam out of my eyes.. but it still exists in the eyes in what i perceive of the anthropomorphic expression of the cat in my face book photo.. Who at 18 years old is likely closer to the wisdom of that three-year-old child that only exists in my memory and pictures… i sense that type of wisdom requires no human intelligence at all beyond the core that is shared… i think it can be lost so much easier in a human into a little sliver of hell somewhere outside that balance of heaven.. Particularly in lives where instant gratification has become the norm… i am at the service of my fully inside cat.. but he has never had that gleam in his eyes.. or the same struggles to survive… The yellow cat in my Google plus avatar on the “Autistic Hoya” website.. was a feral cat that only knew struggles in his several years of life behind our house in the woods.. He became my emotions after chronic pain had removed them from my existence… He gained a gleam in his eyes of gratitude to have a balance in his life when we allowed him a place to gain predictable subsistence. An identical yellow cat that likely is his offspring.. younger and stronger appears intermittently out of the woods and started to injure our now neutered cat.. racking up $200 dollar vet bills.. every other week so the once feral cat has now been forced to become a fully inside cat… i am watching him slowly lose that gleam in his eyes.. with the call of the wild slowly drifting away.. along with all the likely incredible sensory experiences that come with an outdoor world that the other cat that never gets injured in fights at age 18.. can still fully experience… As i sit outside toward the back of my yard.. in the afternoon sun.. he is pacing back and forth politely.. still with a humility of respect for a place of subsistence that keeps him from tearing the screen of the patio. Perhaps if he could speak and let me know in words.. what i was taking away from him.. i would listen.. But i cannot bear the thought of additional bloody wounds on his face… But still i remember what it means to have that connection and balance… When i watch him pace back and forth.. it is one of the few things in life that will bring a tear to my eye that reminds me that i too am still connected.. Other than that.. it could be just a word like Synesthesia.. that seems to trigger something in my brain letting the brakes off the logic to move into figurative space.. At least for me.. even one word can be a gift that leads me to a place in words that i don’t often visit…
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