Here in Northern California, winter finally arrived, in the guise of a series of rain storms, marching one after another to shore, dropping all the water saved up in the last few months.Great fun, if not for the arthritis, which doesn’t seem to enjoy it, at all… Hence, this re-blog of an older Pearl, to sublimate my urge to spit out my angst, and reduce my personal level of dross and drivel, which builds up rapidly if not regurgitated on a regular basis….
I’ll leave y’all with that unfortunate image, and see y’all tomorrow, one way or another….
gigoid, the dubious
I often wonder…. a quality which, I believe, in part, is what makes me different than most folks. Oh, I’m not saying I’m special, or better than anyone else… But, it seems to me, many of the people I see in the world today have stopped using their imagination, and never allow themselves to wonder, about anything…… Imagination is humanity’s most powerful weapon in the struggle to deal with reality, as well as our most versatile tool, yet, the world’s demands are so heavy that most people seemingly forget they have a way to deal with them, with less stress and effort than they commonly spend. If they only take the time to learn how to learn, and to use their imagination to foresee the future enough to effectively prepare for it, they would find life less of a chore, and more of a joy….
This, of course, sounds…
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Morn my friend….we also are up to our butts in rain…..makes for a lazy day….did you get my vid link? chuq
Yep; just saw it. I’m going to go turn it on now… Aye, lazy is good; now if only sleep were as simple…
Ah, well, maybe the music will help… Later, ami…
Great thing about any post you provide..
gigoid.. past or present.. is they are equally
applicable to imagination and inspiration..
for me.. and they are eclectic in
expanse to the point that
each post is a UniVerse that
i move in the direction iN another UniVerse oF
imagiNaTiOn.. wHere iF i literaLLy.. figuratively
adDress each point.. in stream of consciousness
writing.. the comment here wiLL grow
upwards to the limit of 10K.. before..
all the formatting breaks down
iN Word Press limit.. of natural visual
shapes in writing when i am in this state
of stream of consciousness imagination when
my brain waves move close to the border now of
alpha and theta.. when the expression of my
being become waves of an ocean free
floWing and basicAlly.. yes.. i
essence of poeTry ART
that iS human mind and
body in balance soUL Free floWinG
as waves iN emoTioNal expresSinG
SpiRit deep down from the inFiniTe
storehouse of subconscious
connections rising up
to the pen and
keyboard in either
piano or writing my
friend.. and dance.. wheRe realiTy
now can become recorded
as imagination through feats
of technology for jotting iT
down as it were and is
as is.. now..
so sure… i reDress one
point and today for me iT
iS Imagination and actually that
itself influences politics as some folks
are more face leaning and others are
more name leaning.. yes.. the visual vs.
the verbal mind.. and sadly the left
brain thinkers tend to think more
in words than images and
take the images
out of imagination
and all is left.. really
is i in Nation and politics
of human in literal left brain
thinking ways.. of conservative
literal ways of THINKING.. WITHOUT
FUCKiNG IMAGiNATION.. so this issue
is truly an innate one.. but not a dead end..
as through neuroplastic change in brain and
epigenetic unpacking of other potential human
intelligences.. both iN mind and body.. well hell..
even the sky is not the limit.. duh.. as we CAN
IMAGE MORE AND MAKE THAT OUR REALITY
GREATER.. GREATER.. MORE MORE MORE
BABY.. AS AUSTIN POWERS MIGHT IMAGINE
OR JIM CARREY
AS IT WERE AND
is a terrible pARt of
Art of human potential
to waste on machine
mind analytical fucking
literal thinking.. BUTT SADLY
ENOUGH.. THE ASS OF SOCIETY
IS TRULY A ROBOT SOLVING DATA
INPUT MACHINE THAT MAKES A
FRIGGING ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE
A REAL DEAL IN MINDS
and hell yes.. that includes religion..
highly symbolic yes.. and often extremely
imaginative in both nightmares of humanity
and dreams of humanity.. but when the left
brain way of thinking in concrete instead of
expansive imaginative mind and body
balance takes over.. well.. we get
the kinda crap where Lesbians
are covered to their breasts
and stoned to death
by folks who
words in a book
of imagination that
someone wrote out of their
frigging literal mind.. then.. no matter
how frigging evil ignorant inspired that
imagination was or not.
ugh.. just ugh.. but
the problem is
an organic one
of thinking and feeling
mind in balance.. where
thinking rules in words
over the truly poetic state
of right brain mind and body
iN balance where concrete block
and flowing arabic text iS no FucKinG
limit at all.. but alas imagination is not
just art.. the science of iT means practicing
activities that grow that image mind of interpreting..
moving.. connecting.. and creating and that iS why
i JUST DO iT to the max my friend.. as culture iN
its left brain orientated data input input solve the
worry way always now.. took my heaRt.. spiRit..
and soUl completely away.. as i had
no idea.. that it was a muscle
i could lose no different
how to F iN get
out of a paper bag..
i am no longer a paper
bag.. my imaginary tentacles
extend out all over the F iN place
as i exercise all my human potential
and increase iT to another level every
day.. just ’cause i CAN JUST DO IT NOW..
NO LONGER IMPRISONED IN THE POLITICS
AND RELIGION OF FuCKING ROBOT
LEFT BRAIN WAYS OF THINKING
WORDS OF YESTERNOW..
AND the thing iS.. iT don’t matter
iF anyone views what i do.. as the
ultimate victor iS mE in terms
of mY eternal heARt
spiRit and SoUl
iN noW groWinG
WiNgs.. and i got a new name
last niGht at the dance Hall.. ‘Magic
Man’.. likely had something to do with
my Unicorn.. Rainbow.. and Cats flying
over the moon shirt.. but thing iS i am the
only frigging man brave enough to be free
enough to wear a shirt like that.. and
the feedback was from folks
who had the desire
of left brain
thinking in political
and religious way
as well… Legend of Magic..
truly that’s all i wanna be..
and why wouldn’t that
be any computer’s
and that reminds me.. a beautiful
hmm.. somewhere close to 6 foot
blonde girl came up to me last night
when i am doing my solo free for all
creative monkey dance act..
and when we move to
dance she asks me
how old i am..
and i say..
55 and happily
married for 26 years..
she puts the sign of the
cross up to ward off vampires
and i’m thinking the victory
is in the fact
that she is
the F iN
asked me to dance
and i just reciprocated
with pure honesty as Angels
in the cloth of freedom of dance
and muses escaped from statue
ways of stone do.. and i kept
sMiLing with my frolicking
friends some of whom
even say they
and know aLL
there is to know and
feel about me from head
to toe.. and just keep playing
with the Angel Dance of Magic Me..
Life iS good with Imagination.. iT iS
MY FRIEND BUT
IN LEFT BRAIN WAYS
F iN DEAD.. MY OLD
NAME.. FRED THE
that is how folks
just a little over
3 years ago.. even
online.. and sure it’s
sTiLL documented like
the rest of my SoUL
too.. and that
reminds me of
but enough for here my friend
and i know and feel you are tired.. just
consider me now a UniVerse continuing
to expand just pasSinG through.. w/BiG WinKs..
PS.. as a young man my greaTest
dream was to dance with ‘those’
girls with heARt..
and the fact
N O W..
man i’ll continue to JUST be.. …:)
Ah, my friend… It’s always a joy to read your reactions to my posts…. Your words today touch on another similarity between us, as I, too, tend to NOT write all I think upon reading… or, I’d be stuck responding all day & night. That’s one reason I have a hard time keeping up with YOUR posts, as I won’t comment until I’ve read it all, and I keep wearing out before I can get that far…. as my condition, while also similar, is, I think, a bit more degraded than is yours…. There are times, such as the past week, when nothing I do eases the ache of my bones; they scream at me to make it stop, and I cannot, so I must just endure… But, it always passes, and each time it lasts less time, so, progress…
For now, know I do go look, and try to get through it all… and, eventually will. But, it won’t be for a bit yet; I’m fighting to finish this through the pain in my left arm, which is on fire….
Gotta go meditate it away…. See ya, my friend….
SMiLes my friend.. at the first part of my illness
with Trigeminal Neuralgia.. type two from wake
to sleep that is technically the worst pain known
to mankind.. yes.. even worse that the so-called
ultimate challenge of Jesus and Crucifixion
that in my case lasted 66 months of
shut-In-illness.. instead of
a 3 hour or so
on a cross..
like truly as
of hell in that 2008
40 day stint
days where my eyes
also quit making tears
associated with Sjogren’s
arthritis in my spine..
in my spine that
pain.. along with
Spinal Stenosis.. and
other associated nerve
stuff where if i stand still
my legs will go numb still..
and pARt of why i always move
now is they never go numb when
in at least slow free flowing dance..
now.. and yeah.. there was associated
coat hanger pain around the shoulders
as associated disorder with Dysautonomia
where my nervous system no longer properly
controlled my heart and blood pressure in synch
almost passing out even after just eating a meal
or raising my hands
over my head..
the block.. particularly
in any heat.. as that made
it even more difficult for the
blood to get to my head..
anyway.. with Anhedonia..
with 8 or so more
the Autism Spectrum
disorder that was truly
nothing of challenge
all the other
the short story is the
first 8 months i was
in a dark room in a bed..
to save my eyes.. from
the condition where they
quit making tears.. for the
next 2 years or so.. i could
not do anything with my mind
other than think.. ’cause i could
not use my ears or eyes to read
or listen to any music.. and then..
somehow when i managed to gain
the resilience to stand a screen turned
all the way down.. in brightness two inches
away.. ’cause i couldn’t wear prescription
lenses for my severe near sighted way
of being.. ’cause that increased the
pain even more.. even
but at least i could
write that first mountain
of a word.. to put my focus
somewhere else but stuck in
my head.. as i was the previous
two years.. from 2008 to 2010..
in incredible pain
belief that i could
find at least anywhere
on the Internet one who could
relate while still in the
prison of that pain
until July of 2013..
where it all miraculously
went away.. at the end of
that month.. i have zero pain
now.. sometimes i am bent over
and sore.. but that’s not even pain
to me.. i have shingles and that was
probably my most hard malady since
my 30’s off and on.. but it is nothing
now.. not even a mosquito bite
of pain.. in fact.. i can
get cut and while
i am aware
it is nothing
at all.. bottom line
is.. i have all the structural
difficulties that can still be viewed
on X-Rays and Cat scans including
sinuses that are so congenitally
blocked in way of deviated
septum that the ENT
asked me how i breathed
my entire life.. duh.. through
my mouth.. yeah.. as there
is an option.. you frigging
cold hearted.. duh..
but that’s the thing..
Human potential is largely
untouched by modern medicine
and science and general.. and all
theses illnesses of mine and miraculous
recovery are medically documented and
all they could say is.. we have
no way to explain
it.. but ha! i FEEL BETTER
‘CAUSE I FOUND THE POWER
WITHIN TO JUST DO IT.. TOOK ME
66 MONTHS.. BUT i never ever gave up
completely and that is what us humans
do the best.. when
SURVIVE AT ALL
COSTS.. and i survive..
and when folks think they
can get under my skin.. whether
it is the online of the past.. where folks
tried to eliminate me like the plague..
on the Wrong Planet website..
or in the dance halls
when i say i’ve been
to hell and am now in
heaven is.. I CAN FUCKING
EMPIRICALLY PROVE it.. IF THEY
HAVE TIME.. EFFORT AND FOCUS
TO LISTEN TO ALL I HAVE TO SAY..
bottom line is
i AM PROOF OF
A DANCING REAL MIRACLE
AND FAR FROM THE ONLY ONE
TOO.. but what i know and feel for sure..
is during those 66 months i could not find
anyone who even had experienced type
two constant Trigeminal Neuralgia
anywhere in my over
beings as this
is what i did from frigging
wake to sleep 16 to 20 hours
a day everyday without fail
to escape the pain of the
next frigging second
as i honestly
did nOT KnOW
UNTIL THE END OF
THAT JULY OF 2013..
IF I COULD MAKE iT
ONE MORE SECOND..
so anyhow.. i have the opportunity
to share this FULL STORY i JUST
DO IT.. no matter how many times the
regular readers of my blogs hear.. it that
truly while i receive few comments or
likes is legion as just on one of my
blogger blogs.. i have
400 views a day..
the first one i started
back on March 10.. 2013…
with never a comment
or like from anyone..
and sure.. it is probably
’cause they are speechless
or never make it to the
end to comment
is just an exercise
iN human freedom
documented as such
iN EPIC AND EXTREME
WAY.. iN hopes there might
be that person like me.. who
finally finds inspiration to make
it just one more second of
life in survival
now.. i hope
not.. but i’m positive
REAL HELL EXISTS NOW..
been there done it.. and can
prove it.. in black and white..
and living iN
color iN the
WITH MILES OF
SMiLES OF COURSE..
PAIN FREE BABY.. ‘CAUSE
MIRACLES CAN BE REAL..
Oh yeah.. and
the song that
G’day, milady TU….
Peoples sad lack of imagination can be very depressing at times. Can make conversation so mundane 😁
Aye, well, it’s that damn bell curve, y’know? We can’t get off it and there’s too many on the down slope….
Glad to see ya, miss Wolfie….