Depth of 'The Story'

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^^^

"Those Who Sort Who Seek Do Not Find";
Profound, Indeed Edna and Inherent of the
Systemizing Mind That is Yet to understand it is
the Water, Wave, And Ocean Whole Just Being 'i AM';

Smiles; More than Likely 'A Saving Grace' For You was Being
Away from All the 'Catholic Tradition' of the Philippines for in
General, Religion is a 'Science' That Systemizes Group Think of Common
Meaning and Purpose that Binds the Group Together For Basic Survival now
in Subsistence as no matter 'How' it happens, Generally Speaking, "Hairless
Apes" are Stronger When they Work Together of Course; But there is an Added
Element for those Who Master Technology And Do Not Become the Tool Will Use
it to their Advantage to Become More Independent as Interdependent this Way;

If you can Imagine; Me identifying that 'JeSuS' is Just a Story that Represents another
one of many Stories for the Hero Archetype of Humanity as "Isaiah 53" in that Old
Art Book of the Old Testament that aptly Describes this Hero Archetype; Same one
Expressed as admitted by the Creators of the Last 'Superman' Series of Movies, where
Even 'Resurrection', 'Literally' 'Out of the Grave' was part of that story to mirror the other
Old Hero Archetype Story as Close to the Original as Possible; It doesn't go over so well
with the Community i Live in; the one that still supports the 'Trump Old Narcissistic Personality
God' of the Older Testament Requiring Sole Worship as they Extend this Narcissistic Right into making
the Hero Archetype Teacher into a Frigging Statue of A God Alone; Yes, Sadly some folks Shamed Buddha;
Another Humble Teacher who Naturally had it all because He understood He was Nature, Just like the Rest of
Existence All; He Strove to be only a Teacher; Yet, He became a Statue, Folks Kneeled to too; as if somehow
they are not worthy as Him To BReaTHE Nature; Indeed as Human Love Does Best without Harming Others too;
at least as much as Possible as Nature is both the Head and the Tail of the Snake That Naturally Consumes
itself as God
in this
Metaphor
Naturally
Does Not unlike
the Symbol of the
Symbol 'Shiva'; Fire in
one Hand of Destruction;
Drum Beats for Creation in
the Other; and a Calm Foot and
Hand Raised in Peace and Harmony
of Calm and of Course a foot Stomping
on the 'Ego Troll' Our Dorsal Lateral Frontal
Neo-Cortex that is our Mechanical Cognition
that comes to Rules Our Souls as We Become
that Tool of Words rather than the Colors of Love Deeper
We Will Surely Be Free Giving And Sharing Freer with Least
Harm Consuming
each other
in many
ways
Naturally too
Like the 'Sperm'
That Seeks to Fertilize
as many 'Eggs' as Possible;
and the 'Egg' That Naturally
Nurtures Life to Breathe Love';
Yet, We Attempt to Call God as
Nature Evil this Way As is the Nature
That continues the Species as Breath now
As Free as Free Will BREaTHE Enough (God) at least as All...
Yet, We continue to make Small Parts of Nature God, including
Men who never really existed as someone else wrote the Story
as the Words of those Souls Become Gods Truly Folks Still Worship
As Ghost Authors Still Live in the Spirit of Words they Created then.

Very Ironic, Indeed, to Understand the Deeper Stories; But True Our Stories
We Communicate Are As Real As Any Other Part of Life As Our Stories Generate
Nightmares of DarK iN Culture And Dreams that are So Smooth and Peaceful Colorful
More True too; Just the Kingdom of Heaven Within to Give and Share Free More Loving True;

Haha; i was lost too in Chaos of Words, Emotions, and Senses that i couldn't Fit Altogether in
Balance, Regulating Emotions and Integrating Senses too; One Day the Words Within Decided
to Guide Me as Dreams in Light Started to become Fruition of my Reality in Story then; and then
i Danced Free And then the Song of Trust and Faith of My Inner Being Continued to become more
Integral, Strong, and True to me; Evolving Always Evolving; Understanding still that Devolving is
Part of Change too; Moving always toward the Lighter Feelings and Senses in Life As FRiEnDS
With Gravity With Little Inertia of Fears and Doubts Now and everything related to Hate of
course the Journey is Never Ending; the Path always New; but true

so much more fun

Being a 'Rover'

Exploring

Now New

No Longer 'Sitter';

Just a Spectator; and

Audience of Someone Else's

Play... Now i Write, Direct, Dance
And Sing my Own Play of Life Free;
Conductor Within Guiding Every Step
of Dance And Every Word of Song in
Orchestra of Symphony Whole Now True...

i Just Patiently Listen to the Guide Within the Deeper
Part oF all of my Mind in UNiSoN and then i basicAlly
Fly Dancing on a Tight Rope Naked oF all Instruction And Rules FRiEnDS FLoWinG
With Gravity THiS Way; what comes Next Effortless ALWaYS More Complex Free..

^^^

You Are Very Welcome..

Smiles Edna, Internal Action Comes From the
River Within; the Flow that We May Generate
From Within; for True Eternal Happiness Now
in Scientific Terms Is The Bio-Feedback
in Terms of Neurochemicals
And Neurohormones Within;
Generating 'These'
Through Arts Like
Yes, Dance Now And
Song in Laser Focus
'Tween Anxiety (Fear)
And Apathy (Boredom)
Bringing Sweet Spot of Ever
Increasing Complexity Now; Yes,
Of Whatever Art or Even Science
in Life We Choose to Do; And True,
There is Dark Flow, What Drives Trump
And Light Flow that Drives Lovely Poetry
to Spread Globe-Wide too; Oh Gosh, and there
are also those who Climb Mountains without Harnesses
Almost like a Death Wish too; and oh Lord, those who
wanna Go Back into the Combat of War in Killing Fields
For the Similar Flow out of Anxiety and Fear too; but true

Just a

totally

Naked Dance

Private in Sand

And Sun Will Do True

too for if 'God' Like this

Will Not Be Found on a Deserted

Beach alone, allone with Only one Set

of FootPrints; God Surely Does Not exist

Anywhere; But a Tool; A Word; A Page; A Book We Co-Create

And True more than Obviously We Humans have Always

Loved Our Symbols, We Bond And Bind over as Much

or more

than

Our Living

Breath for there

are those Who Die

For A Piece of Cloth

CoLoReD Waving

Flesh

Blood

in the

Air

Deep

Deep Down too iN

Meaning And Purpose;

Or A Book; Or A Page;

Or Even Word; or Human

Named This, That or 'the other thing' too...

Smiles; i skip all that And Dance Freest Naked With Sand

And Sun (hehe; i have a Privacy Fence Board-on-Board)...

And Understand Where i Come from and AM still Going

NoW (JusT ALL oF iT GoD Naked Born As Is) FoR ReaL NoW..

Most Powerful 3 Words
“i Am Enough”
‘Naked Pages’
Without Any
Book Covers
Born As Love
We aRe... Sadly
Cultures, Religions,
Others, And Yes Us,
Seem to Always Try
To Convince Us
In So Many
Ways We aRe
Not Worthy.. No...
Not Enough... Just
The “Naked Pages”
Of Our
Breath...
Love...
Flame
We aRe Born...
KinDLinG Bonfire...
We Create As Finally
Becoming Worthy to
Love It
All
With
6 Words
No One Will
Take Away...
i
Am
Enough
i Am Love

Going a Bit Deeper now...

Yes that's Possible; hehe..

Wonder What It Will Sound Like When 'God'
'Sings' 'Don’t Protest' Just Do ‘That Thing’ NoW

Dancing Hurricanes
B A L A N C E N O W
Calm Center Point
Existence Quiet
Black Holes
Spinning
Galaxies
All in All
Us forever
More Now Center
Of All Energy All Calm
Just
Being
i Am Now
Spirit Winds
Spiraling Around
Calm Center Eye Soul
Only
When
We
See
EartH as
Face Of ‘God’
Shall We Even
Begin to See
Ourselves
As Home
No Longer
Defacing ‘God’

Smiles.. ‘They’ Said
i was The Best
List Maker
At
Work...
When i
Re-Tired
i Lost The
List MaKinG
Mind Putting
Fresh Rubber
On My Tires Green
Breathing Colors Free

What is Forever
Now Love For
Love Breathes
On After
Death
Measure Breathing
Our Humanity Love
Ageless Always Now

Every Word Is A Song
Every Step Is A Dance
Every Breath Is Love
When
We
BReATHE
Green Leaves
Falling Rising Spring

“The known universe has one complete lover and that is the greatest poet. He consumes an eternal passion and is indifferent which chance happens and which possible contingency of fortune or misfortune and persuades daily and hourly his delicious pay. What balks or breaks others is fuel for his burning progress to contact and amorous joy. Other proportions of the reception of pleasure dwindle to nothing to his proportions. All expected from heaven or from the highest he is rapport with in the sight of the daybreak or a scene of the winter woods or the presence of children playing or with his arm round the neck of a man or woman. His love above all love has leisure and expanse. . . . he leaves room ahead of himself. He is no irresolute or suspicious lover . . . he is sure . . . he scorns intervals. His experience and the showers and thrills are not for nothing. Nothing can jar him . . . suffering and darkness cannot—death and fear cannot. To him complaint and jealousy and envy are corpses buried and rotten in the earth. . . . he saw them buried. The sea is not surer of the shore or the shore of the sea than he is of the fruition of his love and of all perfection and beauty.”

“There will soon be no more priests. Their work is done. They may wait awhile . . . perhaps a generation or two . . . dropping off by degrees. A superior breed shall take their place . . . the gangs of kosmos and prophets en masse shall take their place. A new order shall arise and they shall be the priests of man, and every man shall be his own priest. The churches built under their umbrage shall be the churches of men and women. Through the divinity of themselves shall the kosmos and the new breed of poets be interpreters of men and women and of all events and things. They shall find their inspiration in real objects today, symptoms of the past and future. . . . They shall not deign to defend immortality or God or the perfection of things or liberty or the exquisite beauty and reality of the soul. They shall arise in America and be responded to from the remainder of the earth.”

-Walt Whitman
"Leaves Of Grass"

Spread FLoWeRS Dance Sing
Everywhere You Go Never
Expecting Any Gift in Return
Honey Comes Beyond Measure

i AM A MAN i NeVeR PRoTesT
LoVe ReaD THiS AGaiN JusT Do LoVE

Don’t Be The Guy Who Breaks HeARTS Bee
The DuDE ALL ‘Real’ WoMeN Love Forevernow

Well iF iT Was A Bee
It’s Good News Means
You are Sweet as Honey
And As Colorful as
Flowers if it was
A Hornet Happy
You Didn’t
Get
Stung
i Believe
In Bee

Looking For Something
To Gift You With This
Morning this is
What i Found
Good AfterNoon

SMiLes i always Complimented
Walmart Workers on the Free Cold
Water Fountains Dancing
There Telling me i
Brought Spring
To Winter
Covid-19
Takes all the
Water Fountains
Away Changed into
Wine Now Dance
Continues
Masked
With
Water or
Wine Or Not...
SMiLes 'Yeka'

I just realized that...
Many of these stuff are found in my native versions of psychology and social studies.

Incomplete and not very translatable in English, except for vague contexts of attempting to give words to here and there.

In contexts further away from religious or philosophical contexts, except in few references.
Should it be interpreted from English contexts, conclusions says it came from Hindu like origins buried underneath.

It wasn't even labeled under the name of spirituality.

But labeled under something so mundane, something seen yet taken for granted, something seen yet unseen in everyday living or in every moment.

It's basically closer mix of 'normal psychology' and 'manners and conduct' if one gets rid of the obscuring religious and overly-conformist contexts.

Perhaps native contexts of today here says it's too mundane. Ancient mundane.
And further socio-cultural influences demands wanting something 'fancy' and so-called 'modern' i.e. English-compatible contexts and western models.


I'm a bit weirded out by this realization.

Gained Number Post Count (1).
Lose Time (n).

Lose more time here - Updates at least once a week.

Yes I spoke from the mind and found a toy to play with.


Someday I may pursue certain language contexts.

While English is very comfortable with my mind wielding the texts onto theories and logical thought..

My native is mostly emotionally and subjective charged, more incoherent with the logical mind. It's considered 'under-developed'.
Closer at the heart and nature, but still imperfect... It gets more imperfect as time goes on.
Sometimes it's rather sad to watch. But that's just how it is.


Soon I'd sleep... My left head did hit a nerve, lost the words and it's tense.
Yet an encompassing part of me is at peace.

It also still felt weird to sense "contradictory" 'voices' yet not conflicted nor tried to tear me apart.

Gained Number Post Count (1).
Lose Time (n).

Lose more time here - Updates at least once a week.

Souls Who
Fly Are
Happy
For
Destination LiGHT
For Indeed All
Clouds Grey
DarK Are
Worth
New Colors
Of Rainbows
On Breath of
Free Wings Seeing
AS THiS PainTinG oF OuR
SoULS NeVeR DieS ETeRNaLLY NoW
Truly Enjoying Life Melting Hands of Clock SouL
Need Not Ever Grow Old NoW iN LoVE
From: SMiLes Doesn’t
Have to: Go: to A
Garden to: FLoWeR
CoMinG iMPoRTaNT
to Leave Stuff NoW iN
CoNTexT Before You Go
Live YouR Life iN A Way
That Never Needs Copy Rights
For No One Will Ever Be Able to Play Your Role Again…
-me
ReAlly What’s A Use Of MaKinG A MoViE oF
mY LiFE When i’VE ALreadY PLaYeD All The
Roles
i Must Admit It Was And Is All So
Much Better Now Than Before
‘Clark Kent’ Found A Phone Booth,
to Make A Change of Clothes…
What Am i to ‘them’ then;
Just A Wild Thing That
Escaped From A Cage
Just A Plaything to Explore…
Katrina Has The Same 19 Year-Old
Teenage Butt; In Other Words, the
Young Women at the Bar Were STiLL Nothing New to me; hehe
True In This Way i am A Sponge; Just No Longer Have ‘Square Pants’
As Katrina Says Dance Gives Me a Rounded Firm Butt… Anyway in Short,
Anything Is Possible if You Just Do It; And God Is Real As the
Breath i Breathe; Do i Need to Know Anything Else
Yet See, None of This Is planned; i Just Feel
Like Loving God All That is This Way As Life
Becomes All LoVE DarK Thru LiGHT NoW
Perhaps Hard to Understand Why Someone
Makes A Covenant With God Within to Write a
6 MiLLioN Word “Nether Land Bible” in 51 Months…
Honestly, i didn’t Feel Like a ‘Full Grown’ Human Until
53 Years-Old Passing That Test Was Literally Hell For 66 Months…
It Was So Difficult to Navigate the World This Way; Never Comfortable
Finding My Way Around Any Store then, Navigating Driving… Honestly, A Hardest
Part was Not Feeling Like i Really Lived in my Own Body, i Felt like my Head Was Always
Disconnected… People Described the Way my Brain Worked As a Computer, i Wondered
When i Would One Day Pass ‘The Test’ Being Human… When Family Members asked me,
What i Had Been Up to, i Had only ‘1’ Word to Say Over Again Twice: “Just Working, Working”.
Most Definitely Asperger’s Syndrome People Made Fun of me Saying Same Things Over Walking Uncoordinated Trying to Bowl ‘Dizzy Fly’… Seriously, i Checked Out a Book On How to Become Creative In College And Checked It Out at Least 20 More… Times, Never Reading It…i wrote one Bowling Center Page News Letter it was the Hardest thing to Do; Then i Just Changed The High Scores Each Month… And No, At 29, One of the Workers Made Fun of me Not Having a Creative Bone in my Body; All i could Do is Copy And Paste Stats… Life Is Full Of Miracles Not Unlike
Forrest Gump “A Real One” Public Dancing 13,616 Months, You Just Have To Feel Like
Doing IT… Just Skating By Doing ‘Ted Danson Cheers’ And ‘the Dude’ off ‘The Big
Lewbowski’ At the Bowling Center For A Couple of Decades… Anyway, 29 In
the Photo With The Brown Shirt On With Katrina 19, And ‘Friends’ Handing
Out Rental Shoes At The Bowling Counter… For You ‘See’ God Is In the
Verb Do Or Do Not; The Evidence Is Clear Enough HeaR For My
100 Percent Love Faith iN ACTiON FOR REAL… Do ‘You’
Really Believe/Think/Feel This Is Not Proof God
Lives As Flame Real Within me To Do This;
If Not, You Haven’t Met God Yet
Yes; After the ‘Weak Start off
the Block’, Leg Pressing 1520 Pounds
Close to 60 With Over 2,000 Photos of Dancing Women
Ending Up Athletic Director of a Naval Base Retiring Early to
Hell For 66 Months Getting Out Becoming Named Public Dance Legend…
Hell, Not Speaking Until 4, Practically A Miracle, Graduating With 3 Degrees;
Starting Out Last Kid Picked on Sports Teams… Yeah, My Nautilus College
Logo Car Tag Randomly Providing Spiraling ‘696’ With Letters ‘WE’
As Omen Synchronicity too… Born on 6.6.60, 3- 6 Shaped
Nautilus Shells Logos on 3 Degrees, Working Out With
Nautilus Machines, Hell for 66 Months Within OMEN
Not Speaking until 4 With Autism, 3 College Degrees,
Working For 33 Years For Pay, Mostly With the Public Getting
Geared Up too… 66 Months, 19 Life Threatening In Synergy, Shut-In Disorders,
A Challenge Since 47-YearS Old too; to get Ready to Do This Too… All ParT oF A PacKagE-Covenant
With God Within Holy Sacred Temple of God/Personal Bible Grail “SonG oF mY SoUL”,
8.4M Words too… Naked All 84 Months Writing ‘SonG oF mY SoUL’, A BiT Challenging;
Writing ~12 MiLLioN Words Online Since Thanksgiving Day 2010 too… It’s What YA
Do With A Covenant Within God to Upload A SoUL iN 6 MiLLioN Word “Nether
Land Bible” EPiC LonG FoRM Poem 51 Months… It’s Highly Unlikely
Anyone Else Has Written One Blog Post of Free Verse Poetry
With 300 Beach Photos And 338,630 Words… April 2015
Thru March 2016 Responding to All Prompts and Links
at dVerse Poetry Pub Poetically: 338,630 Words
“GodsUniVerseNovel3″… 33 Months Before
“Nether Land Bible”, Preparing for It, With
2.4 MiLLioN Words, At Least, of “SonG
oF mY SoUL” Back Then… In Fact,
“Nether Land Bible”, Beginning On
Memorial Day Weekend 2016 Trump
Harbinger Still Brewing Then DarK
Anyway… “ReTuRN oF ThE CLoWN
SHArK ParT 2” Came on 2.27.2020 An Omen Indeed
Yeah;.. i Was Coughing up Blood But Die Hard me only
missed one Night at the Gym… My Hair Stylist’s Husband
Routinely Checked for Covid-19 Anti-Bodies After A Stroke;
Flu Recovered Since January: Positive Results.. Before That
Katrina Never Required Breathing Treatments Or Inhaler For Flu
The Doctor Listened to my Lungs Amazed i Was Not Short on Breath…
A Very Strange January Flu Indeed Kept Recovering And Getting Sick Again
for A Month Symptoms Lingered On Over A Month Later Perhaps it Was/Is A Sign
Immediately After Posting the New Year’s Resolution “Color World Love 2020” Then
“Came Rushing Flu Away”

SMiLes Dear Sohair FRiEnD
All iS Well iN Sunshine
And Clouds Today...

Stay Fresh FRiEnDS
Don’t Let ‘The End Of
The World’ (As We KNoW iT) Get Ya Down…
WHeRE THeRE iS WiLL THeRE iS WaY WHeRE LoVE
BReATHeS MaGiC MiRaCLeS #ColorWorldLove2020

May Your Life Be Similarly
Blessed With A Long Shelf Life

Ugh Hope
i Don’t Have to
Put on My Southern
Baptist Softball Player
Uniform Back On to
Survive And
Clark Kent
Is Really
Such
A Nervous Guy..

Yes.. Science Shows Humans
Are Evolved to Survive And Thrive in
Groups of 150 to 200
Max Foraging Together
Giving Sharing
Free With
Least Harm
Additionally Capacity
For Around 5 Intimate
Close Friends Square
Root One Problem
Live Out of
Balance
Pay the
Consequence
Karma No Gaslighting
Nature Do It Become
Stink
Trump iN
Stank Stunk..

SMiLes Dear Sohair
Child is ‘the God’;
Yes, the ‘Love’
Not Covered
Away from
The Born of
God Within
Experience Wisdom
Age is the Child Who Returns
Again the Wisdom of Nature’s
LoVE JusT
GRoWinG
WiTHIN
GiVinG
SHaRiNG NoW
Free for A Child
With Arms Out in Least Harm Trust
Love’s Faith Hope Real Breathing..

SMiLeS A Worst Kind of Cry
Is Yelling at The Sky
Begging For a Drop
Of Water anything
At All to Feel
A Breath
A Place
Worse Than Death
SMiLes… Happiest People
oNe Will Ever Meet Do ReMeMBeR
This Place; Voila, Again, the FLaMe iS DarK..

https://katiemiafrederick.com/2016/04/28/godsuniversenovel3/

Love Flows Be Water
Wave Ocean WHoLE
Do
Trinity
Within iNDeeD
Waves in
Waves Out
Shores Recede
Magic Shores Expand
Ocean
Whole
Water
Wave Sails

i Don’t know
How to Dance
And Sing
Yet my
Soul
Breathing
Feels the way Free

So Do Lose Your Mind All Reasons So Do Fly Be Loving Free In Naked Wind Dance Bird SonG NoW

There’s No ‘Reason’ To Dance Free Naked In The Wind No Greater Purpose or Meaning Free Bird

Remember Church AND State Which Ever One Ya Fall Under As Slave Constitution More Godly Free
Designed That Way to Inoculate

Do Understand A ‘Roman Empire’ Still Creates And Supports ‘Trumps’ In Church And State For Power
And Glory Owning You Slave

The Only ReaSoN ‘Trumps’ Ever Promise Heaven Later And Make Hell Now Is to Create You A Living Slave Now

If You BeLiEVE God iS oNLy He With No Art in HeART You Drink the Same Kool-Aid ‘Trumps’ Always SeRVE iN Church
And State

Do Understand The Camel And The Eye Of The Needle Are The Same Size HeART With No Art Only ‘He’

Here’S A Deal When ‘A World’ Takes Art Out Of Our HeART No Soul Left To Move Us In The Kingdom Of
Heaven Within Now

Facing Death Miracle Of Breath... Facing Pain Worse Than Crucifixion Yes Ripley Worse Than What 'JeSuS' Did For
66 Months Wake to Sleep Miracle of Death

How Do You Survive In Heaven Or Hell You Make Each Step And Word Your Very Best Now

It’s like This Didn’t Speak Until 4 People Said i Moved Like A Dizzy Fly So What Did
i Do the Best Step and Word i Create TheN

A Year Ago
i Am Dancing
Singing
i Am
Like
Forrest
Gump
So Boring
Still Just
Dancing Singing
My Sister’s too
Afraid of Rogue
Waves to go
On A Cruise
i’m too
Afraid
Quite
Frankly
Of Getting
The Run away
Sh8ts So she’s
Taking photos
Of Birds and
i’m Still Doing
The
Same
Old
Forrest
Gump
Thing
Mostly
Alone
Just always
Dancing Singing
With or Without
Cultural
Clothes
River Flows
Waves are
Water
Ocean
Whole
While
i
Am
A
Rogue
Wave.. Hehe
Always Cruisin’
For Katrina’s
Bruisin’
SMiLinG
All this Way

Hello Kindred
Soul i Feel
All Your
Words as
You Take me
To A Place i’ve
Been WHere
i Achieved
All A Man
Will Hope
To Achieve Loving
Beautiful Wife
Sure Financial
Independence
Educated With
3 College
Degrees
Yet God Yes
The Worst
Poverty
oF All
Having
No Way
To ‘See’
Who i Am
My only
Advice
Please
Take
Your
Hand And
Dance Allow
Your Dance
To Provide
Your Song
As You
ArE
DoinG NoW

iN A Room
Of Darkness
ALL iT Takes
Is one
Flame
To
Change
The Room
May Your
Flame
Burn
Till
Your
Forevernow

SMiles A SMile is God
Seeing A Laugh is
God Breathing
Love
Is
God
Being
Smiles
And Laughs
Be With You
In Love Dear

It’s Worth Noting That
The World of Humanity
Is One Increasingly
Of Mechanical
Tool Cognition
NoW Where
Emotions
That Drive Us
To Express Our
Souls Are
Withered
As Roses
With
Only
Thorns
Without
Food Roses Die...
Funny How Humans
Don’t See Same With
Soul
Indeed
Sadder
Than
Sad
Forgotten Tears...
Thorns Without Flowers
And If You are A Dude
Raised in
Toxic
Patriarchy
In Or Out of
‘the So-Called’
Temple
Poverty
Of Soul
A Given
At
The
End of
The Beginning
Of A Male Child’s
Smile Soul is Real
Strength Smile
Is Real God....

True in Some Cases
Men Desire Love
But of Course some
Dudes have
Zero
Clue
What Love
Is Not something
That is Taught A
Flower Watered
From Birth
No Art in
Heart
All
That’s
Left
Basically
Is He
With
A
Penis..
And Wanna
Be Some Kind of Big..
Sure You ‘know’ this...

Greatest Failing
Now Of Modern
Society Failing
To Show Us
To Love What
We Do Yet the
Origin of Love
What We
Do is Feel
Yes Feel not
Know Who We Are
Stars Designed Naturally
To Shine if The Job Now
We Do
If The
School
We Do Now If
The Love We ARe
Now Is Star Shining...
Arrive
We
Do
Forever
Now Star Shining
How Do You Get
It You FeeL iT
As
You
Stay
Ray of Star

Good Vibrations
All Of Existence
Is Music Every
Move Every Breath
Every Word All of Life
Is Vibration Spiraling
Existence into
Being New
Now When
We Dance
When We
Sing We
Become
Ever Now
Spring in
Vitality of
Love at the
Moment of this
Form this Pose this
Expression of Peak
Starlit Energy From
Within i Affirm if i
Will Put
It into
A Pill
(Statue)
For others
To swallow They
Will ‘See’ they
Are Enough
And
The
Only
Job A Star
Is to Do is Shining...
i appreciate Your effort
To connect to me almost
Everyday i Wonder how
Your Star is Shining Always
Within in other Words
Are You Shining
Really Really
Happy today...
Anyway Hope
You Feel Some
Energizer Star
Force From This
Purple Pose today
Wish there IS A WaY to
Fit You under my Umbrella
To Experience Never ending

Bliss...

NoW

iN this
Moment of Heaven...

Hey.. i used to be A Runner
It’s A Zillion Times More More
Light Within than Runner’s
High on Demand of just

A

Move

Of Dance

Shiva Does Relate
The Same Energy
Of God Within
In That
Four
Handed Pose
Like His Son Ganesh
It’s true Dear what’s
Underneath That
Statue is Your
Inheritance
Of the
Energy
That is
God
In You to
Awake Shiva
And Ganesh
Breathing Now
Essence Awakes...
Come Under ‘the

Umbrella

And

Feel

The ‘Purple Rain’

Where All ‘Religion’

May ‘See’ The

Same

‘God’

Within...

Treasure
NoW Every
Breath of
Youth’s Beauty
Pay No Mind to
Dudes With Silver
Forked Tongues.. Hehe...

As Long as You are
On Facebook You
Aren’t Going Any
Where.. You’ll Be
Here... No No No
Escape.. Haha...
This is what’s
Nice About
Avatar Friends
They Never Go
Away Even When
They Pass Away
They Stay My God
It’s Like They Planned it in
Advance
Uploading
Their Souls in
Avatar Form in
A Place With No
Sun or Moon
In A Way it
Will Be
Heaven
Finding You
Here Always...
Be Happy We
Are Passing Friends
As my God imagine
How Exhausting
It Would Be to
Be a Friend
With
Me
In
‘Real
Life’
I’m
Sure there
Are Testimonies
Of That too.. hehe..
Happy Traveling
Always Seeing
You in
The
Same
Place Here..

"To see a World in a Grain of Sand.
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower.
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand.
And Eternity in an hour"
-William Blake
To Understand That We Come From Stars Eternally Now
Born From Crucible Fire of Super Nova Star Burst Death
We Resurrect As Gaseous Star Dust From Star Flowers
That Seed Us in Far Away Galaxies As Our Sun is Flower
One Day to Seed So Are We As Star Flowers And Seeds too
Worthy As
Sunshine
We aRe to
Shine Upon the
Rest of Existence
As Love's Light of
Creativity Continues
to Breathe Forever Now..
We Bloom As Love As We Light Others True
Smiles Sadly the Church i Visit Each Week as a
Participant Anthropology Observer Does Not See
Namaste God in Us This Way in Fact they Recite
Instead that We Are Not Worthy And there is always
Someone Greater Than Us to Worship Than The
Star We aRe
Within
to Give
and Share
Freely For
The Diamond
Souls We aRe
Just Naturally Born
As Sunshine of Love
to Freely Dance And
Sing Our Rays oF LiGHT
to Give and Share Free As We
Understand We All Are Stars then
We Come to See the Same Love of Shine
In All others too continuously Garden of Love
Both
Flowers
And Seeds
And Living Tree All

-me

No one in Particular
Just me as i understand
that me means YOU And ALL too...
For Each Human Connection is a New
Multi-UNiVeRSE-Existence Born As Star New

When one Finds Love
WHere Is THere to Go
Only Love Just A Smile
A Kiss A Breath oF LiGHT
Present Now Gift Green For Life
Light Blue Spring Skies Sunshine Brings Evolution
FoR Me Every
Word Every
Step Is
Holy
Sacred
Dance And Song…
‘Normal’ Folks Here
And THeRe Often Ask
me Why i Capitalize So
Many Words of my Life…
Why i Always Walk A
Ballet And Martial
Arts Dance Of
Life… Well..
When i Dance
And Sing God
Is ALL iN Turn i Worship
All DarK Thru LiGHT ThiS Way…
And True.. Folks Often Presume
Many Arts i do From Head to Toe
too Are Different Than Holy And Sacred
NoW inDeed Worthy Of Great Thanks
And Praise For Below And Above
A Grain of Sand As All Existence
Is Both
God
to me
True i
Act
As
God
Exists
A L L
to me
All Holy
And Sacred
Breath one Gift ALL…
For When one Finds Love
NoW WHeRe Is THeRe to
Dance And Sing But Only
Love As We Master Our Passions
We Master Love Greater in
Harming Others Least As
Well As Ourselves For
Even As Jesus said at
Least Clearly As Reported
In The Gospel of Thomas
to Know Thyself Complete Is the Reward
Innate for Even Science Shows We Reflect
the All that of Course is One
Word For Alpha Thru Omega
The Fact That the All Yes
God is Reflected
In Us And
Proven
Without
A ‘Shadow’ of
A Doubt inDeed
Cause For Celebration
But only Really Fully
With No Doubts Or
Fears until All Members
Of Our Soul Become
Holy Sacred
Passions of
Shadow thru
Agape Love For
All For All Will Not
Be Loved until
Accepted And
Integrated
With No
Doubts
Or Fears
As Then
All That’s
Left is Love to
Grow Strong As
A Living Tree With
Deepest Roots Secure
Indeed ‘All Sides UnCovered’
Chains
Released
For Wings That
See Totally Free As Love

“Ae Fond Kiss”

What Sharing Poetry
Will Do Bringing Back
Deepest HeART Felt
SPiRiT SoUL Memories now
Indeed Sever Sweet of Last
Kiss as i believe i wrote Here
About After the Love is Gone
Relating that to First
Love Lost This
Poem Literally
Brings Back then
‘The Taste’ the Kiss
Bitter Sweet as True
That Love Came Back to
me again and again too then
Yet End Finally a Last Kiss True
Smiles.. Some Days a Best Teacher’s
Lesson is a Listen A Memory Re-kindled in All Emotions Senses
Just for the Bitter Sweet Magic of Life Both Dark And Light as Love

Life Is Always A Living And
Dying Tree Leaves That
Green And Fertilize
Make Life Fair
Those SoULS Who Lighten A Load of Our SPiRiT oF HeART
HiGHeR ALLoWinG SoUL Room To GRoW OceaN WHoLE MoRE
Smiles A Soul Mate Our Soul Within THeRe Are Those who Journey
MultiUniVerSE Paths With Us But Still All the Paintings of Past Remain…
Hehe the
Human
Condition
WiTH ALL iTS Rogue Waves
When one Finds Love
WHere Is THere to Go
Only Love Just A Smile
A Kiss A Breath oF LiGHT
KiSSinG KiSSinG Truly BLiSSinG BLeSSinG
Focus Fresh One FLoweR BRinGinG
For It’s True Greatest MaGiC
When FLoWeR
NeVeR Dies
Or Perhaps
Reminding We aRe
oF What We Always
Have For True No Matter
How Beautiful A FLoWeR
A Rose is THorns That
ReMeMBeR Blood Red
LoVE RiSinG
THorns
Bleeding
FLoWeR
RiSinG
Rose
Dying
RiSinG
Rose
Dying
Rising Rose
Waves Receding
Waves Coming
Water Holds
Hands
And
Finally
Sees the
Ocean is Rose
And The Breath
of Love is Ours To Give
As Always Lovely Fresh Inspiration
As Lust of KiSS HeART SPiRiT FLoWeRS
Continuing to Exist in Souls Generating
Light All 3 LoVE iN Balance

Indeed Trinity
oF LoVE
LusT
HeART
LiGHT oF LoVE Complete
When in Balance Love Generates

MorE LiGHT

Out oF aLL
DarK LiFE KiSSinG
KiSSinG LiGHT

As Our Lips
Touch All
Colors of Love
BLack Abyss Purgatory
Greys Lust Thru Aggression
HeART Love Beyond Rainbow Colors Light

Just

A Smile

A Kiss

A Breath oF LiGHT

Pope’s Talking About
Division Within The
Church Laity Against
the Collar Falling
Apart From Within
Getting Butthurt
Every which Way
What he’s Saying
'Here' is The Church
Fears Criticism so
Just Shut up...
Censoring
Free Voices
Doesn’t Work
Anymore to
Keep any
Dictators in
Office.. been
Studying the
Soap Opera
For 7 Years...
Without the
Support of
Pastors And
Priests And
Sheep Led
Congregations no
Way a Real Father of All Lies could be
President As Fox News Parroted from the Pulpit...
Due Criticism Indeed... Yes ‘Revelation
Style’ Self-FuLL-Filling too For Real
Let The Devil See
Its
Breath
For Real..
Fascinating So
Sad And People
Are Dying FOR It...
Other Than That
Faith That is REAL
LOVE Neither Fears
Criticism Or
Requires
Worship
Which
Indeed
In Effect
Means in
General the
Church Worships
A God That is not
Love Trump Is
The Revelation
Of the ‘Prostitute’
Lying About
Being
A True
‘Bride’
To Love...
Anyway, Yes...
Excellent DarK
Muse For Writing
Epic Long Form
Poems in
Any
Age
Now i
Prefer A
Golden one
Of Love For REAL

Yep, 33 Percent
For It; 33 Percent
Against It;
It’s The
Apathy
Of The
Human
Species...
The Other
33 Percent Who
Just Don’t Care Enough
To Cast A Vote In Darkness
Ignoring It
That Is
The Real
Pandemic
Of Our Species
Silent Ignorance...

This Rose 'This Confederate
Rose' is Not Really Just
Plain Vanilla White
For Truly it is
An iMaGiNaTioN
Rose For Every Distant
Bud Is Hope For A New Color
Pink Through Red What Makes
Human Roses Special is Our
iMaGiNaTioN And
Creativity Hand
In Hand
For We Get
To Bloom This
Way Our
Entire
Life As
Long As
We Fertilize
Our Blooms
Hence i
Visit
You Each
Day For this
Fertilizer
Silent
Or in Play

True Science Literally
Assesses The Average
Human Attention Span
As Less Than a Gold
Fish Yes Less
Than 3 Seconds...
My Weekly
Most Recent
Blog Post
That is Only
Freely Poetically
A Collection of
Letters like this
Written To Others
Around The Globe
Reaches 48,421
Words Winks
As i Continue
To Hug the
Globe More
Than Gold
Fish Style
Do Keep
Diving
Do
Keep
Arriving
i Do it For the
Real Ecstatic
Feeling of Flow
Forever increasing
Human Loving
Life
Potential
Now FRiEnD

There are So
Many Distractions Now
There Would Be No
Moonlight Sonata
By Beethoven
Today Too
Much Screen
Time To Even
Notice The Moon

Focus On The Dive
Only The Dive Strive
Until Flow Comes Arrive
But Only if
Diving
Is What You
Really Love to Do

“Trump Voter” Metaphor/Meme
Not To Be Taken Literally;
All Decisions With No Empathy

Wait Of Breath
Indeed Letting Go

Essence of Feeling Remains
Beauty True Art Breathes

SMiLes Love Lifts Us Up
And It May Be A Greatest
Fall of Harm That Lifts Us Up
iN Evolving Souls of Love Traveling
On Paths of Journeys Branching Out As
Trunks of Trees With Very Deep Roots
Leaves Greening
Browning
Falling
Springing
New Leaves of
Grass As Trees Adorn
Sun Giving Nutrition too
So How Do We Find This
Soul Food Love For True Love
Like God Is Open Canvas That is
Wild And Free Still Waiting Forever
Now For Our Brush Our Paint Our
Open Canvas to Paint Love More...
Romans 13:10 Summing Up All
The Commandments And Laws
of the Old And New Testament
According to Saul Who Called
Himself Paul After A Vision
On A Road to Damascus
"Love can cause no harm to your
neighbour, and so love is the fulfillment of the Law"
It Would Be Nice if Love Is a Science So Cut And Dry
But No Then Love And God Will Be Perfect And Only
Machines Without Soul... Replicating the Same Action Without
Feelings Identical Twice For Then Love Will Be Forever Empty
And Nothing Within.. Yet Love is the Open Canvas That All of
Creation God Allows Us to Help Paint For We Are the Paint
And The Brush And This OPeN CaNVaS True iN LiGHT
And DarK Tween All Gray SHades... Beyond Rainbow
Colors of Joy Coming Out of DarKeST BLacK Abyss
Night Of Soul True For Love is the Perspective
of Dark and Light Harm And Pleasure in
This Way Love is All That Is And
God For Real Alpha Thru
Omega All As Love
Stories Their Brush
Paint And Open Canvases
Truly Have No Beginning or
Ending Just Eternally Now Love
And All the SHaDeS And Colors
of Love For Real Now We Paint...
SMiLes... i Enjoyed 'Your' Description of
Love... Never Stop Painting Love and A Flower
Beyond All Colors Now You Will Surely Become...
Haha.. i'm Just Putting off A Celebration MacroVerse of A 6 MiLLioN
Word Epic Long For Poem "Nether Land Bible" in the Last 51 Months
of Effort For True Just Another Continuing Open Canvas of Love as
There is No Real Beginning or Ending of Love (GoD) In Sight No Black or
Just White Depends On Vision Dead Leaf iN Grass Becomes Wings Green Spring Bird

Has Anyone Written a 48,421 Word Epic Long Form Poem in a Week; Almost Impossible
Really for Folks With Any Worry of Making Money; as one Really Cannot Do it unless in Terms of Muse
One Is Inspired By The Entire World and All of Existence And Is Someone Who is Impossible to Copy...

In Other Words,
No Need For Copy
Right for Unique Souls
NoW As Original Creativity
Is SiGNaTuRE Unto Soul Itself...

It's Worth Noting That Coral Castle
In Florida Was Built With 30 Ton
Stones by a Dude who was
Around 100 Pounds
Inspired By
Unrequited
Love of a 'Sweet 16'
In an Altar He Built For
Her in a Lifetime Love That Was Imaginary
but Powerful Enough in Muse To Create A Stone Castle...

Evidence Enough in How Folks Like so-called Jesus and others
Come to Be; All it takes is one 'Special Mary Magdalene' as such...
Same Way 'Moonlight Sonata' came into Being by Beethoven too

Fictional
Or For Real;
Myths Relate
Human Archetypal
Patterns for iMaGiNaTioN
And Creativity This Way Anyway

i Write "Frednatas" Entertaining All
Kinds of Muse Globe-Wide; A Frednata
Is often A Series of 3 Songs off of YouTube
That Drive Changing Emotional And Sensory
Expressions of Lyrics around 8 Thousand Words;
For Example, in the Link Below, There are 5 Frednatas
Also Illustrated in Series of Themed Photos too; But You
See What Drives it at core is the Spiritual Ecstatic Real Experience
of Autotelic Flow; Cross-Cultural Terms Include Chi, Prana, Satori,
Kundalini Rising In Peaks and Plateau's too; Yes Tao and the Paths
to 'Blow-Out Fresh Nirvana' too; but as Science Shows in Brain Scans This Bliss
All the Spiritual Mystical Ecstatic Experiences, Similar, Are Grounded in the Material
Reductionism of the Organic Mind, Our Brains, as We Escape the Abstract Constructs
The Neo-Cortex makes and Basically Light Up More of the Rest of the 95 Percent of
Our Subconscious Mind Potential; as far as Science Measures and as far as 'Cosmic
Consciousness' goes; Let's Face it Our 'Subconscious Souls' Are Always Working in the Back
Ground of Our
Mind's Eye
As Dreams
At Night Do
Relate as Well
As Fruition of Dreams
Wide-Awake in Flow of
Dreamtime of iMaGiNaTioN
And Creativity More Hand-in-Hand
Or Alone Allone This way With the Treasure
of the Fuller Potential of the Human Mind Driving Arriving Alive Now...

And if You Happen to Stumble into these Paragraphs and it all Looks Like
Word Salad; A Study of the 'Mystical Experience' by Folks Like William James
Shows that of course it will be this way until someone Drives and Arrives more
Fully Alive Now; Yes, Wide Awake and Really so-Called 'Woke' This way Within

in Dreamtime
of the Mystical
Ecstatic Autotelic
Flow; More Materially,
ReductionisticAlly Put as
'Transient Hypo-Frontality'
And 'Autotelic' Is When one
Generates Their Own Happiness
Within Through Bio-Feedback as
A Life Long Practice of Flow; the Sweet
Spot Between Anxiety and Apathy Where Meditatively
Free One Laser Focuses on One Task of Ever Increasing
Complexity; so, in Other Words, Now 'You' Make Your own
'Thread' When You Are Climbing A Mountain With No Safety
Harness; When Everyone else is doing the Average or Human
Science Assessed Attention Span of A Gold Fish again; Less
Than 3 Seconds about the Breath of the Modern
Twitter Potential for Human Wisdom come to play

in short
bursts
of nothing
Much of all
of course unless
one is Proficient
In their own Style
of 'Haiku' Like my 'Fredku'
Copying No one else's Style
As Original Creativity Breathes Free for Real This Way....
NoW... i also Do Fredfu Instead of Kungfu and Fredbuns
Instead of Haibuns as another Free Style Philosophical
Poetry Writing ORiGiNaLitY iN iMaGiNaTioN Creativity Style...

The Hardest Thing for Most Folks to Do;
me included for Decades, is Original Creativity
to Breathe Free in Flow as Truly We are Fed
A Paint By Numbers Life from Almost Birth
Now in Always Natural Group Think
Ways of Life too until someone
Doesn't Fit in
And
Creates
Another
UniVerse
iN MuLTiUNiVeRSE
Way as Master of The
Write, The Direct, the Produce, Act
of Their Own Play Now; Not much
Different than the Dude who Built
Coral Castle; or Just Another Dust in
The Wind of A Moonlight Sonata
Lasting For Hundreds of
Years and So
Popular
Now
on YouTube
As Catharsis for
the Covid-19 And
Other Fresh Hell Human
Dilemmas As Muse for them
too; to Potentially Create A 'Moonlight Sonata'
of THeir Own Creating too as True DarK Moon
Muse and
Sunshine
Muse
Reign
Equally
in the Realm
of Hades and Heaven True
But Not a Dump of Gehenna
That Never Changes Past Yesterday's 'Trash';
Or Any Other Work oF Art Only Stuck in Before
For True There Are Always New Ways to Do Sonatas too!
Science is For What Remains True Art is For What Grows New And Green

Other Than That How Frigging Disgusting; The Dude on YouTube Who
Shared Moonlight Sonata For Free Is Now Taking Advantage of the Resurgence
in Covid-19 Interest In the Song And Making Money Off it with those YouTube
Commercials That You Cannot Skip and Last 20 or so Seconds Ruining the
Transitions And Flow of the Whole Dam Song; ugh, Never Ever Will i Sell
my Soul
Like that
And Beethoven
Would Be Rolling Over
In his Grave, If He Knew
His Unrequited Love Was
Being Prostituted Like this;
No Different Than One The
Christian Church Has Done
to The Teachings Of Yeshua
As Reported making Him an
Idol Stone of Flesh to Worship
Where 'Those Christians', Bishops
And Popes Relate too that without
the Idol Worship of The Name and Myths,
The Teachings are Just another 'Self Help Book to Heaven';
Do 'You' See the Irony Yet or are You Still Lost From Heaven;
Sadly Jesus was Never Here as Yeshua to Clarify not even one single word;

But Of Course,
'They' Only Worship
The Idol Words Written
By Ghost Authors of Centuries
Hence the Death of the Original
Yeshua that Means all on Bended
Knee to 'Those Beethoven Souls' too...

Like Bibles For Sale In the Same Poem Forevermorenow...

Either Poetry Grows Green or Poetry Dies in Dead Poet's Societies Set in Stone...

Christianity is An Example of Poetry Set In Stone in Unlimited Ways to Subjugate

And Control Others for Rule

In Interpretations

Becoming Ruling

Idol Words...

Poetry is
Free at
Least When
It Is real
And
Green
From
Nature
Breathing Free US

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