MesSage iN A Bible Bottle

MessAGe iN
A Bible Bottle..
Love and Truth
otHeRWise kNoWn as TrutH and LiGht
seems to be a little more compeLLinG
than
Lies
and Hate..
With Hope @lEast..
DanCinG and SinGinG
out of Doubt.. nOw..
Baby May Be NoW A
MessAge iN A Bottle Bible..
as opPosed to.. too sMaLL iN
An Ocean to See.. too BiG iN A
TwitterVerse to heAR.. yeP.. TL;DR..
As ‘they’.. say.. And A trUtH iS..iN liGht..A onLY
PerSon.. Now.. When oNe Builds A Field oF DreAMs For
surE wHo coMes IS A Me wHo builT iT for otHeRS too.. noW
iN Movie Reference2 oF course.. wRite oN course iN wHole
Synchronicity waY aS WeLL.. oF courSe.. as Ocean too aLL..
And sure.. i wrote this first pARt StaRTinG NoW of this 88th
MacroVerse like 88 Keys on a Piano whOle of 10 months aS
“Nether Land Bible 2017”.. first MacroVerse Published
on Memorial Day.. 5.30.2016.. and yes.. considering
writing stArted for that on 5.27.2016.. date
of publish of 87th MacroVerse of
‘Nether Land Bible 2017’.. as
titled ‘Road to Green
sKeYes’.. epic
effort
of
close
to 21K
words BrinGS
the Grand total
of 87 MacroVerses
wHole NoW as 1,302,397 words
in 10 months that keeps an average
of 130K words written each month through
noW oN 4 Blogs and other social media avenues..
like Twitter.. and Tumblr.. too to the T
as it were and sTiLL iS Now.. hehe..
and of course this 88th MacroVerse
NeW Keyboard induced DancE SonG
now titled.. hmm..
flip a coin.. yep.
WiLL make It “MessAGe
iN A Bible Bottle” as that
comes up original in a Google
Random search.. haha.. and of course
it’s hard to fit A Bible in a Bottle unless
iT iS all Bottled up online in a metaphorical
Bible as Blog.. yes yes yes.. sure.. this IS noW
A Blog Bible overAll AKA SonG oF mY souL Too
Ocean wHOle Poem as Longest Long Form Free
Verse Poem kNOwn to Google aT leASt foR Now
sTiLL aRiSinG pass 4 Million words as this
MacroVerse Number 88 Key also doubles
as MacroVerse Number 759 as SonG
oF mY SoUL and sure iT could be
cALLeD A Bible too.. and nah..
not revising my
“Nether Land
Bible 2017”.. A
fourth time with this
New MacroVerse titLed
Bible nAMe.. i jusT like the
number 88.. A Whole lot so make
iT Holy and Sacred Full of Meaning
and Purpose wiTh the rest of aLL ThAT iS
in dArk and Light.. ‘tween sHades oF Grey bE
YoNd Rainbow Colors too.. and voila.. wiTh MoVinG..
ConNecTinG and Co-Creating WiTh aLL thAT iS NoW aka
God.. Heaven is heAR noW as aLLThATiS.. includinG NoW
Me and God wHole aS OnE ForCe and PoWer of LovE NoW..
WiTh SpiRiT FeeLinG and SeNSinG exPreSsinG oPen heARt
iN A
miNd
and BoDy
BaLanCinG soUL
aCt IsrEAL foR nOW..
And yes.. i’M NoW jusT
aBouT a FuLL 250K words since
the 69th MacroVerse as titLed
nAMe.. “Nether Land Bible 2017”..
catching uP the text noW without the
fullY illustrated pArt on three Facebook
Pages.. including personal Facebook too.. Now
And OH God.. or.. OH God2.. depending on which
MoViE you did or did not or will or will not see now
neXt.. that’s 18 MacroVerses Behind taKing about
2 Facebook Statuses each to comPile in copy and
paste across three FB pages.. so the Math says
3 times 36 makes 108 Statuses and about
750K words now of tiring hands and
fingers on mouse and keyboard
and scrolling pad way.. Oh
God.. while some folks
read a 800K Bible
word thingie
in a year..
i get to
write one the
sizes of two bibles
in one year and copy
and paste now about the
number of words in the KJ
Bible.. juST to catch up on 19
MacroVerseS.. on three FB pages..
and oh no.. i don’t have a personal
secretary or assistant other than the overAll
tool of technology aS iN TG for COPY AND PASTE.. HEHE..
SO it’s
all free..
little to
no Whitman
Publishing costs
in a New World now..
wHeRe the Priests of the
Cosmos becOmE @leASt some
oF aLL uS noW iN lone effortS in
transhumanist added technology wayS..
anywayS2.. as ‘they’ say.. may you live in
interesting times.. and when i can double
the size of a bible in one year and double
the size of the longest Long Form Free Verse
Poem of the earlier 1.8M try of Centuries of effort in India
before too.. NoW in about 4 years too.. yes.. exceeding 4 Million
words now too.. shall i pat mysELf on the back.. heLL no.. it’s almost
time for April Fred’s Day this Saturday.. and i’M A Fool for God.. oKaY..
and this is just for fun.. and if someone finds the bottle.. more power to them too..;)
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Are you curious about life..
i sure am.. more curious than..
George even.. or Paul or Ringo..
hehe.. or even Dear
John
as the
letter heAr
continues.. NoW..
And after reviewing
today’s Facebook Memories
ranging from science abstract-like
writing in Autism oNLiNe Communities wHere
A Deficit of emotional and physical intelligences
are the biggest problems
there as a connoisseur
i for one became
of tHeir issues..
after existing
in those
places
for about
five years..
at LeASt in pARt..
wHeRe Canaries out of
Coal Mines make what hopefully
will be a temporary home until they fLiGht
out of what can become a self-fulfilling prophecy
of never branching out as a bigger Tree of liFe
in YiN AnD YanG BaLaNCinG LiGht Force as
Ray oF Art and Science as Synergy oF FoRce
oF FuLfiLLinG much greater hUman poTenTiaL
iN hopefully whaT WiLL be A ReaL LiGhT
Placebo impAct of Positive
Neuroplasticity rewiRing
boDy and miNd..
and Epigenetics
iN unpacKing DNA
as the Army says and
Fred says now too.. BE ALL
YOU CAN BE.. yeP.. as i say
a lot latELy in terms of John 14:12..
and as expected.. a loss of two so-called
followers likely from my original interpretation
NoW of a man named Jesus instead of a God made up
by Constantine and his same Trump Cohorts as Minions
way back in 325 AD.. the thing is.. i find God iN all StuFF liFe
liKe i Love to DancE SinG.. beyond A to Z and Rainbow colors as seen by
science so far.. NoW as metaphor for Quantum abiLiTies bEyond what most
bLack and whiTe literal thinkers both iN science and sadly still religion in
terms of John 14:12 aS hEaling and going farther than mosT iN BeLieVinG and caRinG to do now..
more to fulfill in Praise and Glory and Thanks as metaphor for the Gift of Creation aLL aka
God aS WeLL bigger than we can currently see as a race of Being hUman
wiTh alWays the PoTenTiaL to see more of all that is aka GOD now.. Can
yoU imaGinE A Heaven NoW wHeRE aLL iS FuLL of Holy and Sacred
Meaning and Purpose.. WeLL.. yes that bEcoMes A practice oF
liFe until one day you CaN/WiLL wRite or at lEast visualiZe
An iNfiNite aMount of Holy and Sacred FuLL
of Meaning and Purpose beYoNd2 as you Pose
as Grace and Love and Strength
iN WiLL as A Sun Drop
from Anchor of
wHere
you
were
born to
be less than
all you can be noW with
as ‘they’ say.. witH A Little
hELp from friEnds and Now the
rest oF aLL of Nature plUs AKA
GoD NoW.. and it goes back to core
of what we are as being hUman.. Non-Verbal
DanCinG ConNecTinG CreAtinG moreover sTiLL tHan
SonG oF Words creatUres toGeThER For A ForAge oF LIFE
CoMinG toGeTher at the end of the search for subsistence..
shelter and yes.. sure.. iN some cases mates.. to dance naked
and free as the Environment allows of course.. NoW in cold or hot..
iN Night of Moon liT SoUL exPanDinG in Spiral Form of hUman Dance too..
aLL wiLd and frEE wHeRe Domestication iS iN concrete floors and walls as WiLd FReED iS HiGher
than any manmade home with ceilings.. ‘touch the stars’.. as the young female
audience blurted out to me.. passing me in a safe pack of four toGeTher iN
SuperWalmART laSt week.. touch the moon.. better yet.. touch eAcH otHeR
wTth the giFt of agAPe Love thaT has no exclusion in warm and
fuzzy all natural oxytocin Love.. are you strong enough to Love
this way.. sure.. hard to do in a grocery and general store oF
A Thousand or so eYes avoiding each other to make
ends meet in the lowest level of Maslow’s
hierarchy of stress away from
common animal
homeostasis
that most
animals can
look forward to
in breaks from flight
or fight shorter times of life..
When fight or flight stress becomes
A way of liFE to the point wHeRE all of Life
is anxiety.. with only extreme emotions of tears
and the occasional joy.. mostly out of a bottle of
spirits or pills that numb the pain.. what eventually
happens is the emptiness of LIFe.. the Zombie Apocalypse
whERe the warm and fuzzy ‘normal’ of life is replaced by perhaps
playing a further nuance of emotions numbing game like “Candy Crush”
as ‘they’ say.. problem is.. that does generate some dopamine of pleasure
but tHERe is an empty spot of oxytocin never coming to the surface of True
Cotton Candy Comfort of LiFe in Serotonin way too.. as TruSt iN a Love toGeTher
all warm and fuzzy of LiFe as hUmans in Natural Cooperative way are evolved to
do naked
and all
warm
or cooler
with fewer clothes
on too.. in terms of
sweat and tears and blood
when necessary for a fight and flight
of life.. too.. to make survive as essential
component of life beForE thrive can come next..
in what ‘they’ name as Heaven.. Nirvana.. Bliss
iN hUman waves of comfort toGeThER NoW..
And sure.. if no one else is around
and it is legal and tender
you can dance
iN SanD
aNd SuN
wiTh God
as God sKins
uS to be aLive..
And with that sAid.. the Sun is shining..
Be Back with more notes to coME aGAin..;)
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i suppose and of course
FeeL and SensE thEre
are many poTenTial new
Ambitions of liFE and
by the way..
Good Afternoon
Rafiah.. and for me now
after close to 57 years.. it seems
to be thaT Ambition for Strength first
in grade school when my peers intimated
that i was not strong enough to count.. and
then beauty as the name calling came in calls
of less than ugly in names like Skank.. which then sounded
like Skunk to me.. wondering if i smelt okay.. hehe.. sure.. it’s
funny now.. just in the dArk then.. but surely beauty in male
way had a call to fulfill too.. as soon as i found out what that
was.. i’m still not totally sure.. it is what is for me sTilL.. and i’LL
be what i be.. sure.. haha.. more beast am i than beauty with a smile too..
And nah.. with a totAlly Loving Nurturing Mother.. no problem to FeeL
or Give Love.. more difficult to
find as receiver though
outside
of
family circles..
and Grace.. haha..
“are you a dizzy fly”.. i had
no idea how to move then with
Grace.. basically never lEarned
how.. sitting acing all grades through 19 years
or so.. inside/outside on Tennis Courts.. of erratic
movement then2.. as me and racket and bAll becAMe
one in River Flow.. oh yeah.. Flow.. an ambition alWays now
to me as River STiLL Dances.. As far as what culture and society
in general expect.. as far as job titles and making money.. never
mattered at all to me.. except i wanted to study human and be the
most human i could be as gifted by Nature and God oNe iN poTenTiaL
alWays.. A DancE and SonG to eventuAlly come aT LeASt in Strength
and Grace and Love wiTh WiLL Driving HiGher beYond Rainbow colors too.. iN FloW..
The Hardest pARt was loSing most all oF thAT for a couple of years in college and 66 months of
course.. ‘tween ages 47 and 53.. but anyWay.. as far as your situation goes.. as best as i now
can access/assess from the poetry heAR.. most folks where i live never get to use their college
degree for what it was initially deSigned.. Capitalism mixed with Automation of Machines
And Information Technology is coming to clearly spell.. humans no longer need apply..
A Good Husband with a Great Job and raiSing a Family may not be a sacrifice at all
if i am reading you anywhere close to you heAR(t).. it’s more of how many
folks miss you when you are gone.. than what title
one has when they are here or DO.. And it’s true..
as great as i take care of my health
as after all that was one of
three school titles
in Degrees along
with Social Sciences Interdisciplinary
and yes.. what i love to do most all for free..
study humans in Anthropology.. i might end
up being the last one standing in my family
circles heAR as i do kNow and FeeL and
SenSe i have mastered what
counts for
me
to just
maintain NoW iN wHOle
affirmation as most elders
who reAlly live long lives say..
the secret is to stay complete
Loving what one has more and more
than ever beForE.. never wanting anything one can’t currently have..
A sTAte of mInd and BoDy BaLaNCinG Force of soUL @leASt to me..
No matter country either as long as one can practice from within Free enough now..
Other than that.. nice to see you FriEnd.. and see ya later.. as River Breathes Free.. Me..
oH and PS..
i always Wanted
to get Married
And Write
And Dance A Song of Creativity
2.. So Mission accomplished aLL..
sure2 witH A Yard and a Garden
and tWins.. iF onLY juSt me and ‘the wife’..
iN complete Divine Masculine and Feminine Balance..2
Yep.. kinda like Hell Boy2.. after the works are dOne2..;)
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SeRiouSly.. a lot of trouble Mr. Zuckerberg has gone to..
just to allow me a platform to sHow of my
Kat..
yep..
the Brunette
and the GOlden
Blonde one too.. heHe..
and then tHeRe is Sam Walton
and all that effort he put into.. making
a Middle Aisle Dance Floor for me in almost
any city i might travel too.. now.. just imagine how
many Washington Green bLacK Dollar Bills that would
have cost me
if i did it on my
own.. anyWay.. alWays
as ‘they’ say.. with a little
more hELp from all my FriEnds
in preparing me a way to do whatever
the F i’LL do neXT for Free verse liFE
all about Love too.. without any more
Lincoln sense of non-cents.. hmm..
what else.. the Marathon semi’s
in Dance do continue
anotHeR
13 miles or so
today to add into
Sunday’s effort of same..
With close to that on Saturday
Added in.. and that’s how the miles of
public martial arts mixed with ballet-like dance
do pile on.. what else.. hmm.. i predict if i leave
this photo of Katrina in my Dress heAR she continues
to pick out for me in theMed T-Shirt way that some
strange man will attempt to FriEnd me in the next
few days with a note of hey Beautiful or hi Gorgeous
will you be my Continuous Valentine Friend.. hmm.. WeLL..
ever since Facebook Determined my Acronym for KATiE MiA
per Kind Autistics Taking in Everything Mindful iN Awareness.. is her..
i am dam sure glad.. i ain’t a girl.. or even close to A 47 year old Woman
as Katrina gains that age on Palm Sunday coming up in a little over a week..
ugh.. makes my skin crawl.. really does.. as i dam sure got more respect for
women that just another sexual object to pursue.. but i do love the heARt and eYes
of any woman all innocent as such.. above the shoulders most oF aLL.. hmm.. the Katrina
has enough skirt and legs for me.. sHehe.. as reaLiTy sHows heAR for sure.. haha.. noW.. anyWay..
wiTh the addition of some Facebook Video Slide Presentation Photos as of late and earlier too..
i am reAlly tired noW and i have so much to say in more free verse style.. not sure if i can keep
the even ten years older eYes than Katrina wide awake.. but with all this Dance.. no matter
what i look like on the outside.. i feel no older than i did when i was 16 and i wouldn’t go
back to 40 years ago.. or so.. no matter what.. as these are the Best of Times.. i for one
kNoW and FeeL anD SenSE NoW StraiGht from Paradise Theater heAR iN Man KAT Skirt Way2..;)
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FLYiNg iN Kohl’S.. iT hapPens..
As ForRest Gump saYs..Now2
CreaTivity.. Free Association
oF Eclectic IDeas.. A SynErgy
coMes To pLay.. theN A Quantum
LeaP oF LiGht.. aS aiR and wateR
FliesWiMs thE MiNd And BoDy soUL
HiGher anD HiGheR.. Do Ya gET thE RiFF
yET.. A Tom SawYer mOre oF Freedom noW..
It’S A Play.. morE imporTantlY iT’s aFliGht oF morE LiFe
iN
HUman
PoTenTial aiRborne
morE ThaN eARTh BoUnd MiSfit..;)
In otHeR words i have noThing on
my MiNd and EvERythinG Dances
SinGS mY heARt as SpiRit iN mINd
and BoDy BaLanCinG soUL when iT
FloWs liKe this with ease effortless as float..
yes.. literally the same way i seNsed and fELt
LIFe by the now i got to around 13 MiLes of Free Verse
Dance at the ending store tour of public Dance at the Wife’s
store of retail and retale heAR Therapy.. also known as Kohl’s..
The first pARt that was fun as we do not frequent that store or
retail therapy as much as the Katrina once did before.. the nice
Cash Register Customer Service Lady says in exclamation point…
where ya been.. i’ve missed your tWirling free iN here.. so i go on to
say just different stores my friEnd.. the wife spread her wings a little further
in/than buying things.. but the Dance is still rising past 42 months and 7 thousand
miles all around the area in public view and now moving into the 44th month too..
along with 4 Million words of Free Verse Long Form Poetry too.. juSt for fun.. no dollar
bill therapy i need.. just cheap thrills heHe.. M’am Like Sia Dances and Sings too.. She
jusT Grins Bigger and my neXt whim of course is to fLY HiGher and HiGher With God and
Nature sAMe pLUs WiTh Gravity Center Balance Hurricane eYe and Winds Spreading out
Further on the whIM of AiR.. WalKinG on Water with Surf Board is Child’s Play too compared
to this Freedom
of thE HUman
HeARt.. SPiRit
and soUL with
noThing on mY miNd
in terms of words as i AM
totally MiNdfuLLy awAre from
head to toe.. like A All seeing eYe
if you’ve been to that place of Heaven now heAR..:)
Okay thaT’s a Bigger Tree or cAlL iT a LAmp never the
Less it continues to flY and sWim hiGher with Zero Gravity
of effort.. and that’s how art works.. free without a word of care..
No Gravity heAR Baby.. juST God’s eYes within Free.. it’s like when
you look uP and you first notice in words that yA got a sMaLLer and
a Bigger Tree up tHeRe and they are both diFFerEnt and sAMe as
PArt of the All that is God wHOle..so now i have to thInK a little biT
to bRing the Recent Facebook Memories in MicroVerse and
MacroVerse and Visual Images and YouTube Music
and otHEr MoVinG Pictures into Synergy
as Force oF HUMan ImAginATioN
Visualizing aLL WiTh WiLL
And MaKinG it ArT
neXt as
skip and
hop and yES..
Quantum Leap
of God’s Creativity
witHin.. unlEashed.. reLeAsEd..
and sET inTo PlaY forevermorenow..
wHeRE no TiMe exists as eternal Heaven now.. yes iT
aLL fits toGeTher uP thEre if you put the pieces toGeTHeR
iN FloW iN Zone as PArT of the Masterpiece painting thAT is
GoD wHole.. Eloquence iS iN Free.. Lilting tongues as FloWeRing
Bloom when it’s obvious as a Back Yard Flower thaT is FloWeR As GOD..:)
First oFF.. i’ll stART wiTh perHaps A Freest thing i’ve ever done
iN stART of BeinG HUMan moRe in Divine Masculine Strength
and WiLL combined with Feminine Grace and Love.. not only
in essence but close enough to Naked Form.. all PG related and
rated aS Such too.. And it’s trUe.. And sure.. i can prove iT.. iN terms
of what ‘they’ do to rate ya online in all of what you do in terms of likes
and as they say heAR in Google plus way.. plUs ya uP in terms of Numbers
375,355 PluS uPs for the Target Audience on a restricted Blog i once used
as Art for public restricted adult view.. named “My Free Lance Stripper Blog”
as A pLay on words.. and yes.. of course.. a little Marketing 101.. to get a Broader
Audience for the liGht and TrutH i BrinG iN Beauty and Wisdom more as now goeS oN..
And hey.. why not call iT ‘Sacred Selfie’.. as that was the word of the year in 2014.. per
Selfie and the most in thing to do.. in terms of General Population Free art of hUman
Expression of me.. me.. me.. and it’s trUe iF You neVer lEArn to trUly Love ALL OF YOU
YOU YOU.. you and me thAT is YOU2.. you WiLL likely have a rough go oF iT in NoW Loving
ALL ALL ALL.. yeS INCLUSIVE OF ALL ALL ALL ALL AKA GOD ALL PLUS UP NOW.. HiGheR NoW2..
heHeR.. what did i have to lose but a few close family members as so-called Friends on
Facebook.. HeHe.. that’s oKay2 as not everyone is Brave enough or Free enough to either
do what i do heAr.. or even be vaguely associated with someone doing all of me now..noW
and that was enough for me to go even further in eXpresSing all of my HUman Freedoms
as that is alWays what i have done when folks attempt to make me closer to tHeir
size of Freedom further away from a God that has no exclusions in otHeR
words.. ALL As Free ME..
And NO.. i wasn’t alWays
successful in breaKing
away from conFORM..
as Free Verse Me.. for years
i walked like a Robot.. talked
like a Robot.. and put Data Download
in my Brain and leFt the rest of my Body
mostly off.. and withered away in a Desert
of Creativity mostly from ages 13 to age 53..40
Yrs.. sure.. like Moses wandering a Desert of Patriarchy
WiTh Fundie Christian.. yep.. mostly males.. telling me.. Then
that the art of smiling was only for queers.. and if you do it again
we might beat you up.. if they could butt they never did.. and yes..
so sadly.. i lost the art of me wHo.. yes.. won a two home room Christmas
Story Contest and Me.. A Boy.. who wrote a play and acted in it too.. taken
away.. then.. like pARt of the Love my Mother Gave me.. even to the point where
i could not give it back to her fully as i once did.. And you kNow/FeeL.. sometimes
it really pisses me off.. what they did to me.. still it does.. now.. sometimes
more than ever.. not really about me.. but about how it must have
made my Mother Feel as i was too ashamed to tale
her about what THEY DID TO ME.. in taking Love
And Art SMiLes Away from Free.. butt
then the Cognitive empathy
kicks back in.. as i hear the man
aCross the road yelling at his little boy
and remember how he does this for years..
as the little boy gets put in a smaller box
of love.. but the boy rebels with a kind
smile and a sweet voice still as
his Mother is obviously
Love too..
And i was
really lucky..
as my Father.. who told
me to raise my son as a man..
when he was waiting for open heart
surgery in his short 51 day life.. left..
yes.. my son left.. and that was sad..
but my Father left.. and that was hard..
as Masculine Strength and Will is important
but the most important pArt is Grace and Love
as that HOlds the World TogeTher as Heaven or Divides
it apArT as HeLL.. in the Trumps who were never nurtured
into AngeLs oF Love.. it makes so mad i cry and get over it..
sometimes when i’m Dancing in Public to a Song like ‘Sing’ By Tori Kelly..
Don’t you worry Mama.. they won’t take the art and love away from me again..
as yes.. i have strength and will enough to never let anyone do that to me again..
and it’s true.. Bill O’Reilly and the other actors aS DaRK Fools who are ruled by
the Washington eViL BLAck Dollar Bill took a Lot of Love away from my Mother in her
years past work.. falling to the Brain Washing of alt ‘Right’ news.. And yep that makes
me mad too.. but again.. it’s a vicious cycle and it usually comes down to.. you can’t
smile too much boy.. you can’t laugh too much boy.. and you dam sure can’t cry..
if you expect to be a man in this house and survive at all in any
kind of Peace.. Patriarchy is an old desert inspired way
of doing stuff in places where empathy and
compassion is killed off in ‘men’.. so
they can overcome the
aversion to killing
folks of tHeir
own
species
and even rape
the wives of the folks
on the ‘other side’.. to eXpand
tHeir tribe in gaining access to
more subsistence.. shelter.. and
mates to expand the population
to insure continued existence
in a desert and rocky
mountain
life or snowy fields and or
bigger hills too.. with a continued
struggle for LiVinG in scarCity away from abundance..
it’s where the tribal human instinct grows from.. places
away from a real Garden of Eden wHeRE i Live whEre
LiFE sinGS as God’s FlowErs everywHere from Forest
to Beach to Bikini Bottoms and tops wHeRE Violence
and Agression is more snuffed out by loVe and lUst..
wHere nothing is hidden much from
the iMagiNation oF Freer Verse
BeinG Human now.. to eXpaNd
Creativity with Greater imaGiNation
in Free Verse Art FOR LifE now.. for those
who embrace FReER wiTh mInd and BoDy BalanCinG
soUl iN a BaLanCinG ForCe oF LuST and Love too..
anyWay.. i AM so happy i perSeveRed and just did this
at age 53 and continue to DO it at age 56 approaching
57 now on June 6th.. as i am the one who perHaps is
FreeST in this Red State Area i live.. and i AM
Stronger and smARTer than ever beFore
as science sHows all of what i do
iNcreases both hUman
health and
God
as far as
HUman soUL FReED
noW @lEAst for me..:)
And now to a year after
this in 2015.. finding my
New Found Freedom in both Form
and Essence of Divine Masculine
Will and Strengh and Feminine
Love and Grace.. attempting
to stay a member of
conforming groups
online of dVerse
PoeTry Pub and
the Wrong Planet
Still to continue to
Develop the Art of Poetry
and the Reason of bRinGinG
folks stuck in reAson back to
A Philosophy of Art.. tough audience
members on both sides.. Oak trees who refused
to bend as Willow Free.. but i refused to fall
down as the Willow wiLL with Grace of Will with
inStead of aGainST Gravity Air and Water sAMe..
so.. eventually.. even though i did noT give up
unTil they literally kicked me out..
the stress of being somewhere
where a substantial number
of folks were hell bent
on destroying my
FRee.. took it’s visible
toll on the form of me.. aging
me visibly in form of both face and
spare tire around the middle as increasing
stress hormones will naturally do.. anyway.. it’s
worth it.. As ADversity of DARk Muse BRinGs greAT
ExPaNsiOn of hUman PoTenTiaL too.. i escaped the
cloSinG restraints of both places by tHeir
deleting and banning saMe.. but it took
awhile.. as i sAid.. it wasn’t gonna
be my choice to leave to
help others potentiAlly
get a little more
FReED too..
And i am
really happy about
whaT i wrote on this one
as i still have evidence oF iT heAR..
GOD’s HIGHER POWER IN one BODY, BLOOD, AND WORDS
Need i say more.. i did as the record continues
to Stand and gRow.. from 3 years ago.. dArk mUse
as the Bullies of past and pasSinG onLY make
Me stronGer wiTh greater WiLL And
‘they’
never
kilLed
the LoVe or LuSt for LIFe..
alToGeTher @lEAst FoR NoW..
And yeS..i finAlly lEArned
How to relEase the inNer
BeASt a little too..
After all is sAid
and dOne..
we
are sTiLL
Born with canines too..;)
And oh yeah.. by A way..
the smAll MacroVerse.. ‘Sacred
Selfie’.. was also my first Record
of Dance photos at Old Seville Quarter..
just one picture.. but nah.. i will never
forget the freedom of that first smile with me..
And just the staRt of 152 more weeks of Dance Photo
Documentation.. mostly on Thursday NiGht as this Thursday
is technically the 3 year anniversary of that Date as
already celebrated this month on Saint Patrick’s Day
in
Leprechaun
Pan Green..
With the 154th
Dance Week Night
on Thursday Night
at Old Seville Quarter sTill
witH all the Cool College Age
Folks thEre stiLL as this story
gRows.. Ocean WHole.. mOre..:)
GREEN PILL of TRUTH
Yep.. and SPeaKinG of Green.. a short
MacroVerse from three years ago..
wHeRE a quote oF iT does the trick..
billgncs says:
March 29, 2014 at 7:59 AM
ah…
in the spirit of the matrix…
the blue pill or the red one ?
Reply
katiemiafrederick says:
March 29, 2014 at 10:43 AM
Well ya know honestly ..
in FULL REALITY OF LIVING..
NOW!..
i do really think we have to do a little bit..
OR MAY BE ALOT of both..
with COMPLEX culture..
collective intelligence..
complex language..
..as the blue pill..
..and the red pill..
as human instinct..
that drives us..
FULLY TO SURVIVE..
IN BALANCE ALWAYS..
LIKE MY CAT BASKING IN THE SUN..
HUGGING THE GRASS..
OR rolling in the sand..
after..
…THE HUNT FOR LIFE…
YES TRUE ..
I AM A CAT..
BUT YES TRUE..
MORE IS EXPECTED OF A HIVE..
THAN A TRIBE…
OR A NOMADIC NUCLEAR FAMILY UNIT..
AND TO MEET THE NEEDS OF THE HIVE..
FOR A PRIMATE TAKES COMPLEX LANGUAGE ..
COLLECTIVE INTELLIGENCE ..
COMPLEX CULTURE…
AND OH MY GOD YES..!
A DAM COMPUTER LIKE CONNECTION..
TO HOOK UP INTO A VIRTUAL HIVE..
FOR A NEW WORLD ORDER..
IN FULL COMMUNICATION…
AMONG THE HUMAN BEES..
OF COOPERATION…
AND IN COOPERATION..
AND FOR COOPERATION..
TO MAKE THE WHOLE DAM THING…
WORK!
THE GLOBAL HIVE…
SO YES!..
IN FULL REALITY..
I’M GONNA HAVE TO KEEP GETTING HOOKED UP..
TO THE MACHINES..
AND SO IS MOST EVERYONE ELSE…
HOPEFULLY THOUGH..
IN MODERATION…
REMEMBERING THE NECESSITY FOR THE
RED PILL2…..
THE RED AND BLUE PILL BALANCE…
TO MAKE THE ONE TRUE GREEN PILL..
THE EARTH..
THE GAIA..
WORK…!
AS ONE FORCE..!
OF
A
LIVE
LIFE
!
AND LIGHT!
FOR
ONE
FORCE
!
YAH..
I LOVE THAT STAR WARS ALLEGORY…
FOR
GOD…
:)!
AND THANK YOU BILL..
FOR A MOST EXCELLENT QUESTION!
OR PROMPT..
FOR MORE WORDS..
IDEAS..
AND SPARKS OF LIGHT…
IF YA WILL…
A LIVE
FOR
LIFE
AND
LIGHT THE FORCE..
ONE!
HIVE!
OF
SACREDLOVEISALLITIS!
THE
GREEN PILL
OF
TRUTH
!
PAws oF fUn
Well.. the Big MacroVerse
above about one Blood
and Body.. is inspired
mostly by the dARk muse
of the Wrong Planet by all
the naysayers mostly tHeir..
as pINk FloYd says.. much like
the DArk Side of the Moon.. wHeRE
the Sun shines uP the Moon much more
on Poetry sites online.. with Healthy A
Dose of dARk to go along wiTh thE LiGht of course..
As many Artists are mUsed by dARk on Poetry sites too.. as aRt
comes of course from BoTh dARk and LiGht like everything else
too.. a Yin and Yang BaLanCinG ForCE of Both to inspire the entire
sHow
to
go on..
and in this one..
close to the end of
the March Month of 2016..
i am about a month behind on
catching up on my milestone at dVerse..
of responding poeticAlly to every prompt
and every liNk for an entire year from April
of 2015 through the very last day of March 2016
on the 31st.. literAlly thousands upon thouSands
of poetic expressions that make up GodsUniVerseNoveL3
finAlly coming to publish after catching up on 4.28.2016..
With a Grand Total of 338,630 words of still a small portion
of words written in that year total too.. as sTiLL aLL paRT
of ‘SonG of mY soUL’.. very conservatively estimated at over
4 million words noW iN all 759 verses.. including this
MacroVerse heAR.. that doubles as number 88 of
“Nether Land Bible 2017”.. moving over
1.3 Million words now2.. since
Memorial Day of
2016 as i waited
only a month to
stARt a much bigger
endeavor in milestones nexT..
so.. how much hiGher can i GroW/FlY thiS OceaN
wHOle noW.. thing about thaT MacroVerse.. the
really single big one at 338,630 words
long that MicroSofT Word estimated out
to print in paper pages at 3000+ pages
nah.. not including any of the photos..eTc..
which extrapolated out puts the rest of what
i do at 30,000+ pages in paper way to kill too many
trees for me to ever do that now.. ThankS God FOR the E-Way
of saving trees that continue to allow us to breathe o2 at lEAst..
yeP.. thing about thaT BIG MacroVerse is.. i shared a big stack of printed pages
with my Mother.. i’ll probably take a picture of how big that stack is soon.. when
the Anniversary of that MacroVerse rolls around again.. And i shared that big
stack of my liFe with my Mother.. and she finally leARned juSt how big mY
SpiRit.. my HeART.. and My SoUL was and is.. all hidden inside for so
many years.. and consideRing that she only lived about 10 months
after that and most every Tuesday Night i shared 20 to 40
pages oF iT with her.. it was ALL worth it for that
one reaLiTy of Gift back to my MoTher
for all the Love she
Gardened
and
Fed
and Watered
as me aLiVE noW sTiLL
as LoVe.. Now With Free..
thing is.. she gave the
Unconditional Kind of love
with no limits or expectations
for any return at all.. i returned
it in what really is still a small way
compared to all that she gave to me.. thing
is.. all i give originated in her.. and if there
is no Mother of or even Jesus.. she is her and him isREaL to me..
Never discount the old Lady you see strolling by slow in either
vehicle or behind a Shopping cart in Walmart for
she may
have
already
Gardened
an isREaL Miracle
oF aRt @LeaSt as Love..:)
The thing about outcasts.. as social animals..
known today as Human Beings is.. they aRE social
animals.. and to be outcast is a big space to replace..
And while there is this thing named as the Autism Spectrum
ANd i for one believe thaT iS mostly created by Environmental
Adversity.. namely.. outcast status for whatever way that comes..
through parental social neglect or abuse number one.. or peer social abuse
for being too different
in whatever way
that comes
and goes
from the
Conform of Herd at Hand..
in my Five years or so.. minus
the banning and deleting of my Freedom @WrongPlanet..
there that came and went temporarily as i finally
decided to go and rarely come back.. as the bullshit
got to high for even me.. as i am a just a human too..
but yes.. i am a Social Animal too.. and scientifically
speaking in Nervous system way.. i AM an empath and very sensitive
person in both feeling and literal touch way.. rarely able
to touch anything synthetically manmade.. so to feel or
fill that space the outcast turns to art or science..
and i for one turned to the Piano and Nature from
12 years old.. and sure.. started working out
with concrete weights too for change
to greater Strength and WiLL
watching my String Bean
arms at Five foot
10 and
120 Lbs
as nicely illustrated
in that One Blood One Body
MacroVerse LiNk uP tHEre as linked
in this Bigger MacroVerse heAR.. yep..
watching string bean arms attached to hands
pushing weight up.. and FOR that adversity when
young and bullied.. most of the time when i walk in
a room..noW it’s a safe bet i am the strongest one tHeir
not only in WiLL but empirical ability oF strength too..
Human Potential when used is trUly virtually limitless and
the opposite impact of that potential NOT used is also virtually
limitless in living death beyond any term of weak and misery now..
aWay from
Will and
Strength
and Yes.. Love
and Grace and
sure a Healthy BaLanCinG
Muse of LUSt for aLL of LifE too..
Use it or lose it applies to all stuff life..
the outcasts develop special interests to feel
art more or fill holes of soUL with science too..
on the other hand.. science can take the art and the
soUL away too.. in terms of use it or lose it and too much
art can take some of the reason away too.. in terms of science..
as alWays..
Yin and
Yang
BaLancE
and sure
a little dARk
spot on an otherwise
PuRe wHite soUL for BaLaNce2..
trUly.. do not underestimate the
PoWer of the dARk Force for OverALL liGht
too.. even science can figure that Part ouT without ART..
STiLL.. as a little pure white spot of Art on the dARk of Science too..;)
Anyway.. heHe..
who kNows.. if the
Carpal Tunnel Syndrome
didn’t take away my Piano
Playing when i finally got my
first spArk of original creativity
at age 47.. that ended that same year
with really pain full Carpal Tunnel.. as i
burned my hands out as my soUL was dying into
a last gRasp effort of creativity attempting to escape my fingers..
Yes.. Alexithymmia.. where both emotions and the connection to them with
Language never comes or gRows away in lose it instead of use it then or now..
No doubt.. Beethoven lived in a place like that to me @Least been tHeRe doNe it NoW2..
wHeRe
even
the
mis-keys
of Life sPeaK
Volumes more thaN liGht..
anyWay.. i moved more toWard Apollo
than Beethoven in all i do now.. haha..
escape to liGht from Dark WiTh muse oF aRT..
And in my case as i for one say.. aGaiN.. “Autism and
the Nautilus”.. too.. in additional original liNk way2..;)
As yes.. my Nautilus
has surely exPanDed
since April of 2013..
juSt about 4 years ago 2..:)
And now i’ll share some MicroVerses
heAR from a year ago.. including aNotHeR
SonG About Hands and cLocks too..
juST a sampling
too of what
i shared
with
my Mother
Before she left
like my Father did before
her in 2014.. Writing makes
it easier to pass through the
DarKEST Rivers Styx and STones..:)
Okay.. finAlly back to
dVerse two-weeks ago
Tuesday prompt on one
of my favorite subjects
hands.. oh boy.. hands..
my hands.. so small
and delicate
when young..
hide those hands
from dogs as for
some reAson.. something
told me to protect them at all
costs.. play the piano.. sheet
music instruction.. but find a way
out of instruction.. eventuAlly at age
47.. stress never experienced before..
emoTiOns.. go.. trying to escape
through keys of ivory and bLack..
a secret place of hell
of no feelings
i had no idea
of feelings before
exists for then..
but the pain
of numbness
sparks its last grasp
in SonG of Keys of mY
SouL.. attempting to escape
a cultural made hell of illusory
fears.. no.. it wasn’t the end of the
world if i lost my job.. no.. it wasn’t the
end of the world if we lost our health insurance
and home.. no.. it wasn’t the end of the world..
if we lost a few days of meals..
but yes.. for all practical
intents and purposes
it was the end
of my
world
when i lost
my heArt of EmoTion..
SpiRit expreSsinG
thAt emoTion..
and body
almost completely
separated iN miNd
and bOdy balance.. two hands
worKing feverishly to free my soUl
in balance once aGain.. but failing when
my last breath of life almost comes later
in the 2008 year after the ’07
howl of my soUl
is captured
on a small dictation
device.. right before i lost
the ability to use my eyes to
read.. or ears to hear another song
until 5 years later.. and the first SonG
i heard was on YouTube the SonG of
mY SoUl trying to E-scape.. the
hell of yesternow then..
a lonely ghost
the keys
of me
driving out
of heLL wITh
no wHere to go
but down.. down
and down.. some more..
to the rings of Dante’s hell
that are infinity true as rings
of heaven.. in Gold of eYes fearless
Love.. anyway.. my hands hoped to save
me then.. but i wore them out in carpal tunnel
syndrome way.. eventually the keyboard was
a digital one of word.. that would eventually
link songs and words of past..
and BRinG my heARt..
SpiRit and
SoUl
back
greater than
these hands could
have ever played
before.. yes.. then..
SonG oF mY SoUl..
For noW.. theRe is only
gravity and time in hell..
but wHere i live now tHere
are only hands of FREE.. and
a feather me that floats wITh gravity
wHere feat of feet join iN HAnds oF Love..
no longer shaking in foot of hand iN fear..
i join mY
hands
and feet
toGeThEr iN
a non-verbal
fearless prayer of Love..
iN SonG and DanCe SoULnoW..
And now it’s now for a steak
and a somewhat early work-out
at the gym.. dVerse will be
tHere sTill when i get back..
as sure
i have
perspective
of what iS real
and Good about
Life
iN
Free..
oF miNd
and BoDy
Balance SoUL REAL..:)
SMiLes.. Social media is
An Anthro’poligist’ Dream
Come true but not a
Healthy place
For a Timid
Soul
Unless
It helps them
Break out.. Express
Themselves more fully
In the flesh world.. As Fearless
Is the best way of life in expressing
Love along with all the challenges
With or without likes.. i never
Expect friends or likes
As i pander to zero
For group think..
The reward is
Peace of Mind
For me now..
At least..
Anyway..
Social media IS
A platform for the
Art of me as the rest of
The oyster is when Free..:)
Knuckles bent by arthritis..
fingers and thumbs thick
from picking cotton..
raising sisters..
without a mother..
My Grandmother
waitresses 12 hours
iNhAnd and feat of feet..
rest comes early iN her 50’s..
as my mother takes care
of her
for
rest
iN Life..
and then those
hands paint in her
60’s.. when her father dies..
Hands of change
Hands
of work
and Art Free..:)
Sad.. Sad.. science boy..
yes.. me too.. so many
years to gain
fingers
of free
away from
science mind
and into poetry
with no pAint.. by
sheet music free..:)
Hand of Move..
Hand of Art..
Hand of Still..
Move of hand..
Art of hand..
stiLL oF hAnd free..
never aginG SpiRit noW
fingers oN haNd oF jOy..:)
A-Bomb Hands..
Prehensile thumb..
digits of fingers
grasping sticks..
scribbling
alphabets
iN sand..
collecting
intelligence for
tools to get more food..
sour taste of Nuclear
bombs come
raining
down
on
prehensile
thumb devil
humans away from Love..:)
Touch of Love..
Hands greaTest
feat.. feat
of touch
from
heARt oF Hand..:)
Hands of Life
Hands of Death..
Loving Hands…
StiLL hands…
Hands of
liFe… eYes of Love
live on as Hands
oF
LoVed..:)
Left hand
of listening
and expresSinG
Love..
Right hand
of control
and
reason
solved..
come together
pray a way
iN balance
right hand
left hand
dance
oF FREE..:)
Hands of Love
light feat
and penned
quill
and feather
drifts aWay..
hAnds oF fearless..
Strong.. and
unafraid
to
Love..:)
SMiLes all humans
are born with two
hands and two spirits
of masculine and feminine
bigger doses here.. smaller
doses theRe.. aLL oF
diversity
makes the
world more
colorful and briGht..:)
Cycles of bullied bullies
and abuse.. all a story
of empty souLs
frustrated
without
the ability
to Love..
somewhere
perhaps the
cycle is broken..
extended families
help in providing more
opportunities for Love..:)
Language of hands.. strong
or weak.. still or passionate..
dead or alive
in
Life..:)
Cave Art
hands free
painting without
numbers as primitive
way..
best art
alWays
comes..
from
hand
oF
heARt..
iN or out
oF Caves..:)
Present as now..
Again as i say..
as i Dance and
as i Sing.. some
of this is effortless
as fly and float and yes
oThER pArts are dArk too..
but all is worth it for Life and Love..
MesSage as a Bottle Bible continUes to gRoW Ocean wHole.. SonG oF mY SoUL/NautilUsT2..:)
7508
Hello.. gigoid.. been a little busy in the
big blue room as you say today too..
and glad you are feeling well enough
to get out the four walls and floor
and ceiling/screen today
too.. although
sure..
business
can be a little
less comforting
than true re
creation..
anyWay.. with that sAid..
i’LL catch uP on two of
your currents that i am behind
on and see ya later after that FriEnd..:)
“A room without books is like a body without a soul.”
HaHA..
i AM
A
Book
with no Cover..;)
“Good people are good because they’ve come to wisdom through failure.
We get very little wisdom from success, you know.”
~~ William Saroyan ~~
Save
Ferris..
And WiLL..;)
(Very Loose
hmm.. Movie
Association..
Buehler too..
sKeYes2..:)
“A lizard ran out on a rock and looked up,
listening no doubt to the sounding of the spheres.
And what a dandy fellow! the right toss of a chin for you
and swirl of a tail!
If men were as much men as lizards are lizards
they’d be worth looking at.”
~~ D. H. Lawrence (1928) ~~
So ironic
truly it is
in Parable
way.. if only
we could be the Reptiles we
are as Lizard more than concrete..;)
“Where pain predominates,
agony can be a valued teacher.”
~~ Frank Herbert ~~
As aLL dARk Leads
to PoTenTiAL GreATeSt
liGht iF Dance is more than SonG..
And yes.. of course.. iF SonG is more than DancE..
in otHeR words..
more than
Square
Dance..heHe4..;)
“If you want to build a ship,
don’t drum up people together to collect wood
and don’t assign them tasks and work,
but rather teach them to long for the endless immensity of the sea.”
~~ Antoine de Saint Exupery ~~
Be
Sea
more than
AD..;)
“How do the geese know when to fly to the sun?
Who tells them the seasons?
How do we, humans, know when it is time to move on?
As with the migrant birds, so surely with us,
there is a voice within, if only we would listen to it,
that tells us so certainly when to go forth into the unknown.”
~~ Elisabeth Kubler-Ross ~~
ISA noW..
I more than K..
Kiss of death alone.. KSA..
Innate
Instinct
Intuition
Fluid inTeLLigence
more than Crystalized fActs..
otherwise known as Standard IQ..
or
KnowLedge
alone verses allone
Gift oF aLL source BeinG noW..:)
“If you are distressed by anything external,
the pain is not due to the thing itself,
but to your own estimate of it;
and this you have the power to revoke at any moment.”
~~ Marcus Aurelius ~~
Sure.. easier said than
dONe wiTh Neuro-chemistry
in the miX.. howEver Free
ReLaTiVe
WiLL
once in
toucH aS miNd
and BoDy BaLanCinG
Force IS A Fluid Intelligence
thAT works over words
alone other than
guide
posts
to arrive at
Bliss now Free..
SAdly.. written
words have
taken
over
what’s real..
once one truly
leaves words behind..
and Finds withiN A BaLanCinG
under covered by Books oF ‘Fore..
And it reminds me aGaiN.. of my Great Aunt
Jettie at age 94.. Broken Back Bent
over from head to toe.. barely
moving step to step with
a walker..
and she
said
whenever
she had pain
she just told it
to go away.. And Poof.. yeah..
hmm.. a lifetime though.. of
finding
Healing
Powers
then..
within..
no different
R E a L L Y..
than an 18 year
old inside outside cat or
a Twenty Year old cat inside..
wHo rises unscathed after stepped
on by accident.. by over 200 Lbs..
And yes.. i can do that at hand
by WiLL now.. but
so much more
Heal
takes
than words alone..
A Lesson of Pain….
Heal
or
Not..
And nah..
never give up
unless one comes to enjoy Pain..
from the Numb of HeARt as
A worst pain oF aLL..
AFAIK.
@ LEAst..
iN Real Experience..
as there were no words
by my Great Aunt Jettie
that would have ever taken
me to heal then but experience and
years more.. practicing life to heal.. within..
Paths
sure..
Answers no..
@lEast noT iN words..:)
“The important thing is not to stop questioning.
Curiosity has its own reason for existing.
One cannot help but be in awe when he contemplates
the mysteries of eternity,
of life, of the marvelous structure of reality.
It is enough if one tries merely
to comprehend a little of this mystery every day.
Never lose a holy curiosity.”
~~ Albert Einstein ~~
This is true.. as a friEnd.. Tahir..
sAid recently.. i like your
style of physical
pose..
and then..
another.. Glenn.. saiD..
Flex it while you can..
There is no question
thaT i WiLL and that my friend is why i CAn..
And after aLL.. Jack LaLanne did it until age 96..
tHeRe’s alWays a first for Curious George’s and Jack’s and Jill’s..
who continue
to go
uP
A HiLL..
never ever NoW
LoSinG A PAN oF LiFe..
oR A PAil oF Sands more nOw..
To Raise A Mountain oF Love isREaL..
iN GrAce and Strength WiTh WiLL do DO..
And nah.. these
words are
empty
sHells
without the
fiRe oF HeaLinG
LiVinG wiThin.. BlUe
TurtLe oR wHaTcHa MA cALL iT2..
Seek it Find it or now for all practical
intents and purposes of superwOmen
iT/ThAT neVer liVeS @leASt FoR NoW..:)
“All is flux, nothing stays still.”
~~ Heraclitus (540?-480? B.C.) ~~
NoW
Moves
WiLL
Moves
8388
You kNow my friEnd.. the thing about E.L.O.. sTiLL that makes
the Band so special NoW.. is that Jeff Lynn
refused to be edited
by anyone..
Director..
Producer..
and Actor..
aLL of Music
and Lyrics along
with the rest of the
Band falling to no big
record company demands
then.. other than.. what they
Copyright away from YouTube now..
easily defeated by the hand of YouTube though.. too..
in negotiations for commercial revenue to keep
the art
FloWinG
Free around
the Globe.. continuing
in Greater Strange MaGiC
way.. oh.. the days of Deeper
SonGs wHeRe Deeper
MiNds/BoDys open
more
Than Twitter
ditches beyond the
Deep of Ocean wHOle..:)
“Do not look for all the answers at once.
A path is formed by placing stones one in front of the other.”
~~ The Giant from Twin Peaks ~~
SMiLes that’s why i write a book
with A beginning that
sTiLL NoW says the
end and the beginning
with never a real
cover or
stARt
nOw or
Finish wHeRE
any direction of
path fits
above..
so below..
inside.. outside..
And all aRound.. patterned
after reaLiTy aLLoNe of course iN synch
iN FLoW iN ZoNe oF waVes Ocean whOle
As StreAms continue to River FloW aRound to sTARt
aL
Ways
NoW..
NeVerEnDinGfoRnoW..:)
“There’s a great power in words,
it you don’t hitch too many of them together.”
~~ Josh Billings ~~
oR A Train
wiTh
Match Box
Cars for Homes..
Oh yeaH and thanks for
reminding me too of that
Train Song by Black Foot..
the one i will use for the Beginning never
ending theMe SonG for mY 88th Key MacroVerse Ocean whOle2..;)
“In the long run, we get no more than we have been willing to risk giving.”
~~ Sheldon Kopp ~~
Hehe..
Long
TRain hoMe..;)
“Just think of the tragedy of teaching children not to doubt.”
~~ Clarence Darrow ~~
Oh.. the
joy of
self-
actualization
with no doubt..
child’s play as whole..;)
“Human progress is furthered,
not by conformity, but by aberration.”
~~ H.L. Mencken~~
Stand upON
a Desk
and
SinG A Dead Poet’s Society
in more vile ways to come.. heHeX2..;)
“In poverty and other misfortunes of life, true friends are a sure refuge.
The young they keep out of mischief;
to the old they are a comfort
and aid in their weakness,
and those in the prime of life they incite to noble deeds.”
~~ Aristotle ~~
Lift
uP..
Take oFF..
uPLoad SoUL..
Fly..
HoMe..:)
“It does not do to leave a
live dragon out of your calculations,
if you live near him.”
~~ J.R.R. Tolkein, Lord of the Rings ~~
Is okay..
South
Florida
is far enough away..;)
“He that feareth is a slave,
were he never so rich, were he never so powerful.
But he that is without fear
is king of all the world.”
~~ E. R. Eddison, The Worm Ouroboros ~~
KinGs of the
world
never
truly
sit
inside..
no matter how
BiG A Tower..
they
juST Fly..:)
“Dying is a wild night and a new road.”
~~ Emily Dickinson ~~
Throw Fear
And
Death
to the
wiNd..
Fly Live..:)
8888
Facebook FriEnd.. Suzanne..
Stops by kindly on my personal
page and says she is Feeling
A Synergy of Quantum Flow too
And i return back to say in kind2..
Thanks my friEnd.. and i truly
FeeL anD SenSe those of us now..
fortunate enough to Tree of LIfe
further out in Quantum Branches
are the
truly
lucky ones now..
but of course it
takes continuous
work to branch out..
Grace is the Balance that
takes us tHeRe but tHeRE
is no Free
Ride
to Quantum Life
that i am aware oF @LEast
iN MiNd and BoDy BaLanCinG SoUL..:)
And then she returns to suggest it can
be somewhat of a roller coaster ride too..
and says that Nature is her calming Force..
i return again with..
Yes.. my FriEnd..
Suzanne..
totAlly Agree
with all of this wiTh
Nature as my Savior.. too..:)
And now i go on to say heAR..
for those wiThe eYes and eaRS to See..
And as far as males go.. it appears
that the Gnostic Jesus Dude.. at lEast..
from the in-tact non-Roman influenced
TeXt sTiLL iN Greek.. suggests that Jesus
fOUnd/fiNds the
same
liVing
Force of Nature
also known as God
all naked within..
treading
on the
clothes of Culture
WiTh zero Fear of shame..
or any other fear to speak oF@LEast..
And that my friEnds iS Free iN the Kingdom
oF Heaven now.. Bliss.. Nirvana.. take yoUr pick oF Form..
as Long
as the
Essence
as God Lives within
FuLLy aLIVe ThrivinG noW..:)
AnyWay.. this sETs A stAge nicELy..
wRite iN synchroNicity waY as God’s
voice sits aToP mY shoulder
less than
the
weight
of a closed
chained booK as BoLdEr..
As dVerse has a Tuesday prompt2..
when we become pArt oF Nature
And Anthropomorphize Nature
In pART
iN NaTuRe’s
Voice.. noW..
hmm.. sPeaKing
aS God/NaTuRE.. i’LL giVe iT aNoTher SpiRaL Flow
As most oF my StuFF RefLects lAMps and Trees sAMe..
NoW oF
LiFE aT LeaSt
iN LiGht as More..;)
But first i’LL go to bed..
as ‘they’ say.. i pulled ANoTheR ALL DaYer..;)
3.29.2017..
11:29 PM..:)
9230
Perhaps.. A Best way to describe
how i deScribe the UniVerSe as whOle
yep.. also known as God more too pLuS
IS A Fugue
iN Music
no different
really in artistic
effect as affect than
that rough free verse draft
of piano music i composed at
age 47 as already provided in
this MacroVerse whOle heAr now
named ‘Challenging Alexithymia’..
iF iT isn’t actuAlly already clear
that i am the actual
perSon who
composed
that
Peace of Piano
Music in spontaneous
Prose of 88 actual Keyboard
Keys in terms of Piano ivory and
ebony more than the plastic keys
at hand now that continue to flow
with relative free will.. allone
like sure.. letting iT
all Go
in
FloW iN ZonE NoW.. fARTheR..
‘Touching the Stars’.. Sings hiGher
as the Sweet Women sAid Free Verse
in Super-Walmart observing me.. then as
the Essence of my Dance.. now Oh God.. yes..
Women are naturAlly much.. much deeper than
men around these pARTs heAR.. sImply ’cause they
have more oF an oPen heART.. less likely closed by the
Forces of Desert Patriarchy at hand with Big Daddy TrumpS now
CLOsing heART.. SpiRiT.. and soUL down.. saying.. get a joB and
slave for the aLmighty Green BLack DEviL.. Washington Bread Dollar
all yoUr life no matter what it is you do neXT.. meanwhile.. as “the Dude’s”
Narrator says.. ‘i am’ the ‘one’ they see (the other dudes around hear) as the
laziest ‘Dude’ in LA Lower Alabama State of Panhandle FloWers as all i do
it seems to
them is
Dance..
And oh Lord..
mention A 4 MilLion
Word Longest Long Form
Poem ever.. and that’s of course
not pART of tHeir Vocabulary and oN
course.. i would never expect it to be..
as i for one saw little to no value iN
any Kind of Poetry other than
a phrase i remember
as Leaves
of Grass
as Whitman Sings
as it touched something
Deeper in me as i Already Long
past fELt and seNsed that God lives
as Leave of grass lone and allone aS oNe..
no different than a gRain of sand or you and me..
Lamp of Common Sense and Feel as i continue heAR..
Can you not see that God lives in these words too.. not
the first one to say that.. am i or ‘Yoda’.. to say that noW..:)
First hit on Google says..
“fugue
noun
1.
MUSIC
a contrapuntal composition in which a short melody or phrase (the subject) is introduced by one part and successively taken up by others and developed by interweaving the parts.
2.
PSYCHIATRY
a state or period of loss of awareness of one’s identity, often coupled with flight from one’s usual environment, associated with certain forms of hysteria and epilepsy.”
3.
POETRY
Hehe.. what i do too..;)
And.. yes.. seriously.. literally.. the
Wife Katrina.. does the Fugue associated with Epilepsy..
as alWays.. words have many essences more than Form and so do People/GoD..:)
It’s juSt with Free Verse Poetry as well as Free Verse Music..
nothing
is
held
back..
HeART.. SpiRiT
and SoUL comes ungluED
but sTiLL a PArT of the Masterpiece Painting that IS A Fractal of GoD/Nature wHOle..:)
It’s the way Syd Barrett and Jimi Hendrix played too.. per “Shine On You Crazy Diamond”
i am one
Piano Key DancE
and A SonG of 88..:)
Who
Am
i
Am
Who
And with all that sAid..
one of the interWeaving
Additional Free Verse Peace
Keys more is ‘that song’ by PiNk
Floyd to go aLong with all of this..
as now i move finAlly over to dVerse
for tHeir Tuesday prompt about becoming Nature
for me.. aLLonE..
iN oTheR
words..
pArT of
GoD wHole
SpeAkinG as NaTuRE noW..
try it.. you miGht liKe it too.. noW..
HaHa.. and even if ‘they’ Now.. would let
me in..”it’s” way too big to liNK at dVerse
or most any other place but Facebook as
mY friEnd Zuckerberg.. unwittingly let’s me
be free enough to Do iT aLLer.. no different
reAlly than Sam and that reAlly
Big Middle Dance Aisle at
Super Walmart..
As ‘they’
say..
prepare a way..
some of my best
friends who
give me
a
little help as friEnds are surely ‘Nerds’.. yeP.. Sam2..
like i used to be too.. beFore gRoWinG WinGS of totAlly Free..:)
But first a little story.. walKing on the Beach back in the year
of ‘our’ Lord.. ’81.. And beFore thAT two years spent in a real fugue
of school separated from social interaction with
my fellow God beings by cold and
hard empty covers of books..
as ‘progressing’ to
about 19 years
of
doing that
all unNatural
Stuff of Mechanical
Cognition.. God cALLs
me bAck from a Classroom
and i finAlly DO.. FucK tHis SHit.. i’M going
back to the Beach.. barefoot clothed in school
attire i go pursuing the Sun going down and coming
Back up again.. i’nM mE.. juSt saYiNg i want and need nothing
more than to be heAR noW you see.. no different reAlly as
Yellow Boy wakes the morning with his paws crossed at
ease like a sPhinX.. anyWay.. by the end as niGht
fALLs after walKinG MiLes and miLes
iN Sand as the gRains
at foot
became
more and more
as me.. i went back to
a place so deep within that
i was the beginning of iT aLL.. a lonELy
point thAT only wanted to connect to all oThEr
points in an Explosion to arrive at Love.. And what
i cAMe to suddenly be is that it is all worth it.. this Love now
when living on two feet of Sand as once again i was born as
A heART of Love.. so anyWay.. this new found realization thAT
i am parT as WhOle one wiTh God then/now from the BeGinNinG oF aLL..
was/is yes.. very fresh and refreshing.. i alWays had it all and am iT aLL
NoW aS LovE NoW mission complete of 14.5 Billion yeArs or whatEver i AM NoW
Then NoW.. Time to enjoy noW as they ‘Say’ and to forget about then as NoW
as Love
iS aLLthAt iS
in teRms of GoD
pArT wHOle LoVe ME..
so anyWay.. the Mother of
the 16 year old Italian Girl
who asked me to go to the prom
then.. me at age 21.. to make her boyfriend
Jealous and sure it worked as they got married..
yep.. the Mother said.. as she had “that intuition”..
when i came by their home for something
after ‘crazy land’.. perHaps to pick
up some prom photos..
yes.. she said..
the Mother that is..
Fred.. you know something don’t
you.. i can see it in your eYes.. thing is
i didn’t KnoW anything as i was/is already am all.. then now then now..eTc..
yes.. for those of you who didn’t understand what Socrates meant by that2..
Anyway.. thanks dVerse for the muse of prompt.. not likely gonna make it over this
week.. but hey.. i’ve got Nature Memories from 3.16 of ’16 all served up for free
by Zuckerberg and his Associate Facebook Algorithm Memories
as i say
once
aGaiN
for Free..
and on top of that..
i have just enough ‘shine
on you crazy Diamond’ song left
to do that heAR..as it’s Thursday
R and R hoLy and SaCred Day for
me.. to get a little more Break
from this plastic
keyboard
heaR..
you see.. Re-Creation
gives now to time aGaIN
liGht of eYes aliVe aWay from Dead as LiFe..:)
A MacroVerse share heAR too.. from two years
ago titLed ‘SiX MAGiCK’ that includes
in many more ways than
one.. the song.. “Pure
Spirits of the Forest”..
from the movie “Avatar”
with the same Basic MesSage
that the movie.. “Emerald Forest”
in ’85 provides that we humans as
God have forgotten the struggle arriving
at Heaven now.. not appreciating what came
before to arrive at this abundance now.. and
that my friends
is the Abundance
of Love
lost
at
the hand
of machines
when we are no
longer as much God
as the words.. and tools
And complex cultures that we create..
so.. in my Nude Art does the form and function
of my Body disgust you thAT i am Free enough
to expose all of my pArT of GoD beForE you.. are
you afraid to see more of God as Form of Me..
or are you more aFraid that
you have lost
something
aLong
the way..
the thing about
the Relative Free WiLL
to be Love as LiGht or
to lose that as
machine
of words..
of clothes..
as tools as culture same..
it is not only the direction of
written words.. clothes away from
God as uS.. including Culture.. it IS A choice
we make everyday we put our pants on outside in..
anyWay.. after the Movie Avatar came out.. there was
a small spike in suicides attributed to the Movie.. for
what
we
have
Lost is God in i
Free Wild and Naked
and enough as is in
the Abundance pART
NoW at the Arrive of
Heaven that iS LoVe Now..
serioUsly.. do you have any
idea how man Star Seeds it
takes for just an ounce of Love..
that my friEnds is WaLkinG MaGiC or nOT..NoW..
Miracle Water it if you can.. iF you WiLL.. Sprout a Leave of Grass..
or as
‘they’ say
in soMe
Circles
of
Life.. A ‘Baby Groot”..
Guardian oF Love aLive..:)
Now.. Many Many MicroMicroVerses
as shared by the Friendly Facebook
Algorithm Memory Maker from a year ago..
alWays in some ways reflecting Nature plUS AKA GOD
and as ‘they’
say..
practice
is what
leads
to
all oF This and More..:)
“I expect nothing. I fear no one. I am free.”
~~ Nikos Kazantzakis ~~
i am
Nature
i am..om
wOnenoW…
alWays another
word.. line.. paragraph
pAge.. a UniVerse oF NatUre
wE are iN eYes oF Free.. thE world
iS a wonderful place when stars align
and perhaps theRe iS more dArkness than
stars.. but never the less the stars WiLL shine..
how true iT iS.. as above so below.. how liGht WiLL
shine through darkest niGhts oF soUL regret.. Stars
never die In dArk refRain..
liGht iS Stars
iN liGht
Star
Lives..
in eYes of
uS when yes..
FReEd iN liGht
oF Love.. ever BriGhter
liGht gRoWinG oceaNs
sWhirlinG wAves
flYinG
Seas
uS
iN
FREE..
other than that..
a beautiful Bear Lake
with photos coming soon..
a hiKe.. iN Nature.. wiTh
my sister.. and only two
other people
iN one oF
Nature’s
briGhtest
gRaceS..
one oF which
mirrors most of
what wE come to
see as consensual
realiTy sAMe.. iN Truth
and liGht.. the magic iN
Life iS iN attraction Of LIGht..
matters not tHe foRm.. esSeNcE
shiNes through dArkest paths as
liVing oNce
aGaiN..
iN liGht
eternal now..
never ending
joY oF bRighter
LiGht.. iN noW.. oh
DanCinG BalanCinG
Eternal SonG iNoW..
Tree oF LiVinG LiFE..:)
My son was extra
blessed with 12
as an extra
little
finger
on thumb..
hmm.. there
are no strict rules..
at hand iN Nature..:)
Hands of empathy
Hands of compassion
Hands of warmth.. of
tender Love iS real
when touching
FeeLinG
LOVE..:)
SMiLes oF thE
mother’s hAnd
radiates into
middle
age
and further
into children’s
hands so warm
so true
so bRiGht
as LiGht..
iS
LOVE..
@Hand..:)
HaNds oF tiMe
neVer exiSt
iN
N0w..:)
Ah.. my friend.. your
poeTry iS pure and
feminine.. and me born
with my mother’s poetic
soft hands..
and my father’s
big head.. law
enforcement
mitts he had..
piano
fingers
gifted
from Mom to me..
and meanwhile i
am like a Tyrannosaurus
Rex.. writing poetry and roaring..;)
Sword a tool..
to kill men..
Heart a muscle
exercised in a fight
to Love LiGht..
Fear.. Anger
and Hate
to erase
Hope.. Kind
and Love..
when
words
become
sWords iN
Darkness eYes..:)
BlesseD iS thE
boy or girl..
giftEd
wITh
Mother’s
hAnds.. iN
coOperating
thE hUman race
As LoVinG heaRt..:)
Hope Kind and Love
Fear Anger and Hate
two places
ONE
LOVE..:)
A Mother’s
Touch.. the
best prayer
oF aLL for
Love
and
the
hUman RACE..:)
Fearless men
Love the
best..
as long
as tHeirs
iS compassion
iN fearless Love
@Hand.. iN Real..:)
Letting
Go iS Love..:)
SAlt hAir bEaches
SwimmingLY smooth reAches..
Shores oF Bliss cominG dRippinG
diaTom gLows iN swirling seas allone..
midniGht red
dreAms MooN
unfOlds bLisS..:)
Interesting.. now that i think
about it.. and really
feel it i see
my Mother’s
and Father’s
hands iN miNd
almost clearer than
tHeir faces.. true the
hands say and feel
so much
of REAL..
when free
to talk and feel..
My Father’s hands
strong with little
feeling..
My mother’s
hands all feelings..
a balance of both
i suppose is what
makes heroes real..:)
SMiLes.. so sad
and reaSon
to dance
alive..
with hands
freely waving
and feeLinG air..:)
SMiLes.. i have to wonder
what Shakespeare would
have done with a keyboard
and two hands
to
expand
his floW
iN ZoNe
oF noW..
i would have never
written much of anything
without a tool to escape
chicken scratch
illegibly wRote
and
bred..;)
Yes.. it’s true.. i for one
can see honest hands
too.. so graceFuL..
so balanCinG
fearLess
hAnds
filLed
oF
Love
LiGht Free..:)
Men never learning
magic now of Loving
Hands.. divine grace
of practice
iN Loving
Touch handS
never feeLinG
wHole without a
feminine touch..
never realizing
iT can belOng
to them
as Well..
complete
iN balance
oF aLL
fearless
LOVE ingredients iN
A super hero real..:)
SAdly.. so many
have a guilty
hand iN the
fear.. anger
and hate
oF LiFe..
for one who
does not speak
up when others
are felLed low
or never lends
a hand
to sad eYes..
aLL they are KiLLers
Of the hUman way
of connecting
Hope
iN Kind
oF Love..:)
So sad when creative
touch iN hands
iS repLaced
by nut
and bolt
and hard
disk cold..
but for me..
without a way
to penlegibly.. keYboard
iS A saVing gRace noW to
wRite
aGain..
or even first
for thirst
iN
Creation ActiViTy..:)
SMiLes..
alWays
hope iN
hands grasping
Hold FeeLinG..:)
SMiLes.. nothing
sweeter than
older
couples
hand iN hand..
sad.. how Mercury
can become Neptune
and Pluto
and
dArk
space
waiting
for orbit
iN HAnd..:)
Ah.. yes..
i.. too..
remember
panes of
windows..
so opaque
and cOld
into the
world of
wArm
touch iN
connecting Love..:)
SMiles.. remembering
dArk niGhts then of the
soUl.. how jealous
i was to
see advanced
primates hugging
and feeLinG iN Zoo
hands and arms..
legs and feet..
unlike
me
so low
then
creature
oF the niGht..:)
sMiLes..
mY favorite
iS Thomas
37.. Jesus
aLL
freEd
wItH
God
Alive..
WiThiN..
and sure
wE aLL
have
equal
access too..
Yeshua then
Jesus now..
i and me and
uS alWays wE..
when Fearless Love..:)
SMiLes.. greaTEst emoTions
are those expresSinG witH
Body over
words..
Sign Language
oF face.. dance
and sonG.. first
hands over
written
words
a slow
last away
from first..:)
Sadly.. Love iS
Not a rule aT hand..
but a gift and
one to be
treaSuRed
when Free
and practiCinG
greateR.. when cOld
hands of fear..
anger..
and hate..:)
Oh.. God.. i have
the opposite issue
they come.. they
flood..
a Word
TsuNami..
online
keeps
spReading..;)
Heart oF Soul..
cLenches SpiRit
oF Hands..
low
and close
to body
forlorn..
FroZen heARt
lives aGain iN
Hands that free
birds Of SpiRit
soUl.. heARt
flies aGaiN
Dove’s Love..:)
WeLL.. 12:06 am
3302016 now
iT iS.. 126
minutes for
28 poetic
responses..
and a word from
my sponsors who
inspire me here..
in my words.. all that
iS left for here.. interestingly
zero folks respond back by Word
Press Notification.. now and
now again.. in around the 10 or
15 folks who get to the early
bird worm.. to arrive wITh
the most
likes
and responses
first.. but iN
mY estimation..
as usual.. thE
last are first
and the first
are last when
iT comes to real
hUman compassion
as empirically measured
in hUman reciprocal social
communication unleashed and
released
as exPresSinG
aLL oF what
human Love
can be
wITh
no exclusions
for the different
among others.. and
just the kindness
of a return
of that
iN Karma way..
Karma iS REAL
what wE give iN
terms of what
we take
speLLs
heaven
or Hell
iN ReaL for now..:)
And to end this session
of poeTry for noW..
the obvious
Tai Chi like
movements
iN trance
dance of Free
In the Madonna
FroZen video
as provided
above..
iS tRuly
a self key
entry into the
Kingdom of Heaven
as this kind of interpretive
dance is reflective of the state
of miNd and BoDy balance.. complete
in stellar emotional regulation
and sensory integration..
and sure the reaSon
i get lots
of accusations
when i dance free like
Madonna does ‘here’ in the
all natural trance dance
of Heaven now.. like
man you must
be on Mushrooms..
LSD.. Molly..
Cocaine.. etc..
as tHere ain’t
no way you can be
this high aLL Natural..
WeLL.. my friends.. the secret
iS out aLL over the world now..
as described bY many folks iN
many cultures.. ranging from
Holy Spirit.. to Kundalini
Rising.. the Ki.. the Chi..
the Qi.. the DAO.. the
greaTest spirit
of ALL..
and of
course the
Yoda Yoga-
like Force that
iS precisely what
the dude Jesus was
speaKing of iN words
that WiLL never replace
the first communication of
Dance that is the best
way to express what
a person iN
heaven iS
feeling
on the
inside out.
as when the human
body swirls in Golden
Spiral PHI iN Flow Of
zONe wITh God oF
Nature ONE..
thiS iS
Heaven
noW baby..
and iF you haven’t
been wHere mE and Madonna
go.. you ain’t truly seen
and felt nothing yet..
less and more..
iN a place
far far a
way from
eYes
and ears
as the world
of experience
becomes smALL
as SmALLest aLL
and now as Large
as the UniVerse that
can bE hUman miNd and
BoDy iN balance as microcosm
of the galaxy and Entire Universe
whole
as fractal
REAL NOW
In SIMPLE
BLISS OF THE
BEACH iN HUMAN
THAT ONE AGAIN
BECOMES FREE NOW
AS WATER DROPLETS..
WAVES.. AND FiELDS Of
OCEANS BECOME ONE
iN Flow
asZonE
of GOD
ONE..
Nature True
iN liGht alWays NOW.
other than that.. do
what Madonna does.. lose
yoUr mind and let iT gO..
bE REAL BE NOW..
BE THE
KiNGDOM
oF GOD
AKA
HEAVEN
JuST.. NOW..
but sorry folks
finding iT within
is what Jesus said
as far as the Living
ONE inside.. outside..
above.. so below
and aLL around..
iF ya tHiNk/feel
that Jesus
needs anything
from ya.. including
status and power..
as the frigging
King of the
Universe
as God
man
alone.. etc..
ya ain’t heard
a God dam thing
he said as real..
as anywhere else
iS closer to hell
now.. including
3 and 16
lies of
Constantine
and other power
and status grabbers
like pedophile priests..
and Popes who slay free..
including Neutering
Jesus and
maKing
him
a myth
away from Real
humble teacher
as the last becomes
first and the meek
inherit the
earth
Standing
taLL faCinG
God one oN ONE
within aS REAL..
inside.. outside..
above.. so below
and.. yes.. once
aGaiN Golden
PHI spiral
oF
FREEONenOW..:)
Sun briGhter SpRings equinox
joy.. Equator sinGs in Balance
hUman days equal toniGht..
But cold sTill warming
below so above
whenever
human
SpiRit
heArt
SinGS
SonG
of
BalanCinG
MiNd and BoDy
sOUL.. iN now..
W h O L e ON e..:)
Dance iN the rain..
Brain On hOld..
FeeLinGs
reign..
rein
oF
OLD..
before
apple of head..:)
Ah pain.. sends
a story forward
faster than
before
in
comfort..
Western
struggles
for new..
Eastern
peace for
same.. iT
aLL changes
as Free.. desert
moon shines
with
Sun..:)
sMiLes.. with
age comes
strength
for those
who move..
connect and
continue to create anew..
perhaps a little slower
but the
SpiRit
never
gRows
oLd as
Ocean wHole
when Life Waves..
wHole toGeThER..:)
At end oF
day we sleep alone
At beginning Of waKe
wE are allonE..
and true iT
takes
fearless
to get
iT aLL
dOne..
not an easy
job but possible
aS
ONE..
Or
onE..:)
SMiLes.. Love
the color purple
and truly iT does
piss of God when
we don’t feel
beauty
as God
Loves
to feel
beauty
as US..
duh.. so much
common sense
iN
beauty
ONE..:)
SMiles..
my friend..
Pure White
Love..
kiNd
that
never
ends..
or beGins..
juSt iS Free..
giVing.. shaRing
moVinG.. ConnecTinG
C R E A T I N GneW..
alWays lEarning
more
without
Fear nOw..
FeelingS
without
restrictions
oF kNOwinG..:)
Change of
Nature
human
sAMe..
more than
four seaSons
wiTh imAgiNaTiOn
creating realiTy new..:)
True opposites
attract.. and i suppose
it’s a problem for humanity
as whole..
when same
becomes rule
instead of different..
there is alWays beauty
when
opposites
get together
perhaps not
in the arms
but
eyes
of
child..
and strength
oF feat iN fearless Love..:)
So true.. the
animal within
Goddess iN masculine
and feminine Love
oF Strength..
all else
iS weak
and falls
short In
potential
Of animal uS..:)
sMilLes.. test
oF Job
Burns
a SoUL
as REAL..
wHere no one
can defeat faith
iN
the
GoD
oF real..
yeah.. God
iS REAL.. TRULY
no faith required
when seen
face
to face..:)
Art searches
for soUl.. reaches
beyond death of memories
old to rebirth anew iN
creation
activity’s
SonG
oF
SoUl..:)
Ha! flabbergasted
that you are
chastised by
one of the
administrators
here on what you
do free or not
to participate..
remember it like yesterday
when four wolves jumped
on you 6 months
ago..
It’s really hilariious
when they do it
to someone
as happy
as me..
but when
they do it
where the poem
itself says the writer
is dealing with his own
inner demons..
it’s
just plain
cruel and a measure
of the dwindling empathy
of some humans
online..
anyway..
doubt seriously
they would have
done it to your face..
that would
have
required
human
grace
of even
being
human..
Keep writing
friend.. and there
is a way out of the
deepest
dArk
i’ve
ever seen
iN Life for sure..
little men reign
big
in online
hate..
but Love
WiLL always
WiN iN the
fearless
end
mY friEnd..:)
SMiLes.. i too..
wiLL reMain
a Pan oF
free and
perhaPs
a sacred
fool
as
child..
long
as wife
allows
child of i
to gRow
WinGS
oF greenliGhts
Ocean bLue Free..
opposites attract…
i free.. and
sHe
who rules
the roost..
heN
aLL
cLean..
WitH
wonderfuL
meals to fuel a Pan..
slow to fast cookeD
i wiLL to
move..
connect..
and create..
wiTh bLack ice iN Fire..
oF wE beHind WiNds liGht..:)
Ha! i dance walk
166 miles a month..
leg press close
to half a ton
25 times..
and i am still
diagnosed as
morbidly obese..
at 230 LBS.. (yes..
i’m probably shaR
ing too much2.. heHe..;)
My father and mother
both live(ed) past
80.. never
an exercise
and mostly
always
considered
obese as well..
Life is fun when
enjoyed.. i’ll never
fully trust a practice
of medicine again.. now
as happy comes within..
pounds or
not.. with SMiLes..
LesSon finAlly
lEarned from
mother alWays
happy and
father
with
zero fear
for living great!..
Truly the practice of
medicine is an average effect
of the population as whole.. there
are outliers
who
defy
all
average doctor
ODDs.. WiNks..:)
Interestingly.. a recent
study suggests that
passionate Love
makes
everything
unpalatable
a little
tastier
and
smell
good as Love..
oh Nature.. you
have a scent of huMor..;)
SMiLes.. if God could
take the form
oF a human
flAMe
not likely
that many
folks would
recognize
aLL oF
Nature
iN
one..
but trUly even
science says All oF
uS are a fractal of iT
aLL now..
the jury’s
out.. God
iS real
and
so
are
wE.. as
part oF ALL..:)
SMiLes..
it’s alWays
shocking when
‘they’ find out
who
Clark
N for
Neo
Kent
was/iS aLL
aLLaSone..;)
SMiLes.. truth is online now
reaches more than
print ever
did/
does..
only
caveat..
it is free..
How ironic..
Free iS cheap..
it’s the best now
ever to share free
now.. no matter wHere
wE are.. my friend..:)
Volatile of Life..
change of Nature
human we at
core atomic..
ah.. untapped
volcano
you
brew
inside..
waiting
to explode
but tethered
by grace of Love..:)
SMiLes.. bEfore
churches.. funerals
and weddings
foRest
iN ticK
toCk
oF wE..
only
kNew
FELT
n o W
change
as uS Free..:)
BEiNgS Star
duSt colOr
wE arE..
FeeLinG
senSinG
tOuch
oF hUman
MiRacle DUst..:)
sMiLes.. first oF
DArk.. second
oF liGht
aLL moVinG
DanCinG
solAR
liGht..
boom goes
the SonG.. banG
comes.. wE..
fUnny
how word
symbols
replace
SonG
And DanCe oF uS..
WInks.. dedicated to
the 93% of Social
reciprocal
communication
that is innate
and Real
iN aLL
Of non-verbal
language.. including
SonG without written
Word of Lies.. my friend..:)
SMiLes..
so
sAdly
dYing iS
cumulative
aS LiFe..
and
so
iS
LifE wTth
greaTest
gratiTude..
mY friEnd..:)
Aw.. so sweet
when the
Lover
iS
HomE..:)
sMiLes.. aLL of arT
moves when
EmoTion
LIVes…
DanCe
oF Art
withiN..
And PS..
that’s why
i exclude 0
oF all that
Dances
as
iS
ARt..
i..aLL..:)
Sidenote here..
rules are for
sheet music..
and paint
by numb
ers..
i pLay
poeTry
and
dance
bY
heAr/
FeeL..
as side
note ends
for more
art oF Y i..
F R e E D..:)
SMiLes… Love
thaT FeeLs no
know
now
iS
perhaps..
greATest
FeeL oF Love..
oh.. emotional
intelligence..
never
any
points given
for the most
important
human
intelligence
oF aLL.. aLong
with the abLiTy
to move as arT
instead of
robot
sed
en
tary
sTone..:)
SMiLes.. my friend..
after effective loss
of my sight and
hearing due to
a pain disorder
for a full 66 months..
Without pain.. wiTh sight
and heAring.. Life iS alWays
beautiful as grace oF REAL..:)
SMiLes.. aLL oF
Nature Lucid
wakinG
dreaMinG
inspiRinG
greater
imagiNaTion
oF writing
Fiery core
iN
FlAMe
of Dragon
free..
niGht of
Ocean iN nowliGht eYes..:)
sMiles..
gratitude
SinGs
Nature
freeD
as US..
Nature’s
SonG
oF LiFe..:)
Ah.. to make
the bread
of Life
instead
of buying
it.. to hunt
and gather
instead
of
storing
it.. to
move..
connect..
create as Life..:)
Primitives of Paradise
one in BEinG Nature
separate no illusion..
unity inside
outside
above
so below
and all around..
PriSons oF words..
iN uniForms..w/guns
take free away.. and
finAlly iT comes
aGain
iN stories
oF online
REAL.. aGaiN..:)
Words.. culture..
experience flows
wherever
it goes
when
free off
sidewalks
narRow..
tiny
Ocean
scream..:)
Work of Life
away from
Nature..
Flower
sings
come
back we’re waiting..:)
SMiLes..
Star duSt
wE
come
to duSt
wE go
the dance
goes on
wE
SinG
allOne..:)
sMiLes..
who
dreamed
who.. AC
d
C and
all bE
‘tween..:)
And oh.. by A
way per number
one trending on
YouTube back now
to the future heAR
on 3.30.2017.. at 9.30 am..
30 years
since
‘that MaX
iMum Over
event’ iN ’87..
Stephen King
has a Brand New
Movie coming out
about the Orange Clown
iT aRiSinG from a Gutter
oF Fear and Hate.. but hey..
i can see that alReady on my
ipHone updates for the News everyday..;)
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Hi.. Frank.. thanks so much for stopping by
today and truly a place of Nature
where
now is
Heaven
IS A place
wheRe Hands
of time in clOck way
are of little importance..
hehe.. other than getting
to time on hand.. hAha..
anyWay.. Love the
prompt at
dVerse
from Tuesday
about anthropomorphizing
Nature.. hahe.. as what else
can Humans do from tHeir
view point @lEAst..
not sure
i’LL ever
make it tHeir to comment
on many places but i’LL drop
by yOuR place before i go on
Plastic Keys and Screen Vacation
And Back to Nature WitH more whirl words oF Free sPin..;)
The greaTest Wisdom
i kNow For sUre.. FeeL
anD seNse
abouT
AN
Acorn
Is iT cAnnot
forGet iT is A OaK..
AS alWays Frank..
Thanks For thE
inspirAtion
oF yoUr
Poetry..
friEnd.. WiTh SMiLes..:)
Franks Says back and i quote him.. heaR..
“After reading your comment I realized
that the acorn is an oak, not the whole oak,
but still an oak acorn. Thank you!”
And i return aGaiN WiTh..
And the
Metaphor
Or Parable
Means we are
God within too..
My friEnd
Of
Course
Already
SunG as uS..:)
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SMiLes.. my
FriEnd and
A sMiLe on
any
Child’s
Face.. yes..
Adult or Child..
is worth a tear of rise
away from death as life..
there was
a day.. actuAlly
51 of them for a
son of mine..
and what
i cAMe
to find
oF liFe fELt
fAir.. ‘fore.. is sometimes
children never smile at all..
and what i cAMe to find far after
that as i voWed to make his pain
a sMiLe as my eYes to never end..
is yes.. an adult who smiles so much
can lose that smile and never remember now
then what A Smile feels like at all.. after they
did it
so
much of
tHeir life
beFore..
iN
FaCt born
wiTh a sMiLe
oF iNfinity more it seems..
as children are my friEnd.. Gifted this
way.. lesSon leARned for me all is Gift A sMiLe..:)
As alWays too.. thanks for yoUr inSpiRinG words
and these words are for your Nephew Jamie too..
my
FriEnd
Xenia Tran.:)
As after loss oF effective use of both
my eYes and eARs for 66 months then..
with not even a memory oF A sMiLe fELt oN Face..
no oTher
choice
my
FriEnd
but to
make words
FeeLingS.. and SMiLes.. aLive..:)
i thiNk some
folks
cAll ‘that’ Poetry..
i’M More For FeeLinGs sMiLes.. aLiVe..:)
Woah.. Daisy or Sun FloWer ..now to end
this reAlly Big “MesSage iN A Bottle Bible”..
wRiTe heAR.. hehe.. as my Thursday
R and R.. Staycation ultimatELy
leading to the 154th
Dance WeeK niGht
tonight oN foR NoW..
iN what i understand
miGht be a bit rainy..
outdoors aT LeASt..
is coming for me
@least2 wiTh
oTheR HoLy and
SacRed Thursday
R and R Activities full
oF iT.. yes.. meaning and purpose too..
WiTh more fun Dance photos coming after
around 3 AM NoW iN this MacroVerse and the
one after thaT thaT WiLL iN pArT as WHole.. Then..
aT LEast.. Be.. CelebrRaTinG April Fred’s Day too and
no heLL no HeaVen yes.. i ain’t kidding ’bout thaT.. NoW..
WiTh a little Napoleon Dynamite to make the medicine go down
and
uP
aGain as SonG
oF Dance as they
say.. ‘Vote Pedro’.. ya can’t go wrong..;)
HeY.. whAT
CaN i saY..
i Dance.. i juSt
WiLL afteR ALL iT iS my Special
iNterest.. ASSpUrgers and aLL of That2..;)
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Introductory post to Free Novels..:)
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51K words
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338,630 words
Epic Free Verse Poetry Novel
Approximately 3000+ printed pages…
With Hundreds of Beautiful Beach Photos..:)
KATiE MiA FredericK!iI
4 Million plus words
Super Epic Free Verse Poetry Novel
AKA
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Approximately 30,000+ printed pages…
just ’cause
i caN
buiLd iT..
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And yeS.. FinAlly..
CrediTs FiELd oF DreAMs..
A Thanks YoU oF sORts..
NoW..:)
Love iS
ALLTHaTis..:)
GRains oF SaNd
hOld mounTain
oF LoVe NoW..:)
GodsUniVerse 42 HiTchHiKinG
Hmm.. more and less..
A Meaning oF liFe..;)
After Book of Fred
And Purpose
of course too..
@lEast
for mE..:)
6000 Miles of DANCE WALKING! NOW!
Documenting this Public Feat oF Feet in 3 years..:)
After Dance oF Fred
NeverEverLand DoN’T
Stop DanCinG noW..:)
Book oF Ten Sixteen..
9 Macro Verses from
October 2016.. totaling
141,244 words.. all liNked
from that Month like A Great PumPkin..;)
New Testament oF ELeVen iN HeaVen ‘SiXteen
Total of 12 MacroVerses with
final chapter of this New Personal
Testament named as such.. 181,221 words..
as streAMs.. RiVers… OceaN wHOle wAves SinG oN.. FReED..:)
12 MiLioN ThanksGiVinG Words 2016
Documenting 12 Million words written
Since ThanksGiVinG oF 2010 or
A Seventh Book wHOle noW
oR wiTh 16 Macro-Verses
sTarTinG October
2016.. enDinG..
oN ThanksGiving
2016.. iT iS wHAt
iT is..
NoW..
surELy
Longgg.. NoW..;)
2nd NT iN HeaVen TwELve ‘Sixteen
Included as 13 Macro-Verse liNks iN
Grand Cross Bible 2016.. 181,291 words..:)
Grand Cross Bible 2016
61 Macro-Verse chapter liNks
provided in this last chapter as
full table of contents oF A 915K
Word.. Personal Bible aS SucH..
Written from Memorial Day
2016 and finished and
published 7 months
later on Christmas
Day oF 2016..
Yes.. somE
whAT
F iN
EpiC..
aS thiS beComeS
mY 9th book completed
iN Star Year 2016 that ranges..
yes.. approaching 2 MilLioN words..
iNclusive oF 12 MilLioN.. over 6 years
written and recorded NoW oNline too..
Y.. yeS.. oF course.. ’cause i CaN Do WiLL..
WitH
thE ForcE
oF uNConDiTioNal
Fearless smART LoVe
wRiTe oN cOUrse..:)
KATiE MiA FredericK 2016 A Year in Review
A ReView oF A Record Years of Record years..:)
CoLoRs of HeAVeN Bible 2017
991K words
66 Macro-Verse Table of Contents Chapter liNks WiTH
5 added as a revision to ‘Grand Cross Bible 2016’
wHeRe A iSReaL Revelation oF HeaVeN
is made at the
eNd and continuing
beGiNNinG aS WeLL..:)
VicTorY LaP iN HeAVEn 2017
The rise oF A MiLLioN
Word Bible aT
Over 1.01 MiLLiON
Words and suRE..
A Victory Lap GoinG
aLong wiTh aLL thaT iS
And This aT thE 67th MacroVerse
oF thaT Bible.. pArt oF Ocean Whole Poem more..:)
CelebRaTinG 42 MoNths iN HeAVEn
Yes.. most Definitely Worth
Celebrating and noting
in Epic way too..:)
Nether Land Bible 2017
NoW A Third ReViSiOn of a Personal
MiLLioN plUs Word Bible
at this 69th MacroVerse
with liNks
to the
rest of the Bible
MacroVerse Chapters
arriving at 1,052,137 words
total at this 69th MacroVerse poinT
as words continue in coMiNg MacroVerses
after this 69th MacroVerse as nows continue to Go oN..NoW..aLLFReED..LonGeR..;)
7000 Miles of DANCE WALKING! NOW!
Documenting this Public Feat oF Feet in 42 Months..:)
The Joy of Dance.. A Record of over a thousand
Smiling Faces.. yes.. mostly Women and me..
at Old Seville Quarter.. iN a record
of three years of Dancing tHeRe..
and note.. in the last liNk.. the Blog
Spot Blogger Version of this doesn’t
include all the pictures aS
iT has limits more than me..
And WordPresS.. heHe..
WitH aLL the photos
heRe.. iNcluded iN
tHese WordPress LiNks..:)
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