Fredisms

a warm belly body snuggle cuddle

you got it?

yeah, me too.

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The time is near

my old friend said

as the train approached the station.

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No Thing has arrived.

Imagine greeting no thing
at the front door.

No clothes. No body. No thing.

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SEER, please speak loud and clear.

Rumble off the mountain tops
Rain fire upon the living
Flood the lands with salt.

Wash away the characters
including strong and survive
and live and love, all 26.

No more characters.
Now what?
No more characters.

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Some one says
You’re so honest.

I say
Seeds must be planted
to get results.

Honest seeds reap honesty.
Honesty starts at home.

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for you brown fearin’ lyin’ folks . . .

for you folks that fear brown,
get over through under it.

Once you go brown,
there’s no turning around.

for you folks that say one thing and mean another,
when lies meet truth, you flying up or burning down?

Meanwhile,
I’m gonna jus sit here and jot down the words.

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4 Questions!

My memory is not yours,
so let us decide now.

I have one foot in heaven,
another in fiery coals.

Yes or No?

***

In 1787 negotiators agreed that cows were 3/5ths of the whole. 
In 1865 that law was rendered obsolete. 
Cows, slaves, same thing , right?
In the 1950’s and 60’s Malcolm X began using ‘Black’
and ‘Afro-American’.
Before then, common names were nigger and Negro.

Question!
When did Afro-Americans become fully-accepted Americans?

***

When spirit has flown the coop,
why is the coop entombed,
and held in reverence?

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Isn’t it odd

Isn’t it odd the news
left and right
is about D. Trump?

Words get away from me. Some times,
they have their own guidance,
separate from mine.

They (the words) leave me (this guy) in the dust.
When the dust clears, I witness what has transpired.
“Where did that come from?”

Put your self in Her place.
If She does regard,

Mother Nature doesn’t regard one state more important
than any other. Not yours. Not mine. Not another.
Mother Nature just is.
No judgement or conditions.

I hear death is out
(was going to say sex)*
of the question.

Why? I hear

It feels so far away
and hear it is
a ticking heart.

*another short story

What’s there to question

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If spirit in one fell swoop,
revealed all of our darkest secrets
and prevented us from harboring more,

(stripped us naked so to speak)
there’d be mayhem and the world
that we know would change for ever.

SLAVE

It’s not black and white.

Aren’t we slaves to food and sex, power and possession,
life and love, hoping and wishing, yesterday and tomorrow ?

Think about it!

Most of all, I’m a SLAVE to me, mine, mind.

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*****

Folks say,
I wanna’ find God!

I hear,
Look no further.
I AM that I AM.

I AM all ways here.

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Been there. Done That.

Listening to NPR
‘the Moth’ stories

I dance
I dance to my own beat.

Sometimes,
that means stepping on toes.

There I was, confidently losing weight.

Today, the scale revealed a 10 pounds gain.

That mind is a world-class character, to befriend.

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here at Eglon Beach

4 men stand in the shallow surf
casting their Silent Lures
for salmon.

Mayonnaise & Children
have some thing in common.
They both evolve from eggs.

Some folks will say mayonnaise
Is not a they.

I say
‘If that makes you feel good, stick with it’.

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a Bit of History

Mr. Trump has widened a wound, never fully closed and still festering, since Europeans landed on these shores and brought weapons, religion, a vision of riches, measles, smallpox, cholera, savagery to kill ‘savages’, and wiped out 90% of the indigenous people.

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What are your true colors?
Open and See

canvas sails touch the sky
ever so slowing
moving by.

a blue field
Spring meadow
pink lily dripping dew.

before words.

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Wishing and Hoping  ain’t  Doing and Being.
Which appeals to you more?

***

Good Friends

We left Vietnam,
with our friends
hanging from choppers.

‘Trees are our friends too’.

A verbal written voice speaks up.
loud and clear.

“I can’t physically prevent you
from putting ME in the world.

A more effective protest is through
Mind’s Eye.

You look down and see what I AM thinking.
out loud.

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Evening tides,
a dark seascape,
on a moonless night.

A foot in time,
one still behind,
not here, not there.

Eat your heart out.
If no light pours through,
do it again.

a Flurry of Words

It’s all about me, don’t you think?

Thinking may raise Demons, Goddesses, the stink of Turd Town, built in another land.

Thinking is not feeling.

Thinking is crinkling my face and scrunching down to avoid day and night, the wind-carried ash,
landing like snow.

Here, we flush our solid waste.
Turd Town incinerates theirs’.

Which way is best, do you think?

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Peak Living

A man was surrounded by peaks,
and woke only after knowing the valley
and all in between.

the Buddha

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Words can’t hurt you.
Actions can.

“Hang ’em high!”

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You wanna live?
Make waves.

Big little
fast slow.

don’t matter.
Make waves.

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The Nature of Nature.

We plant and grow apples.
Bugs eat the apples.
We spray the fruit and kill the bugs.
The bugs evolve and eat the sprayed fruit.
We use stronger spray to kill the bugs.

We eat the apples.

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When I am balanced in moments and in between,

what more or less is there?

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Floating downstream is easier than fighting the current,
yet
resistance to pressure creates a diamond.

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We like happy faces on Facebook.
We avoid the face of pain, suffering and death.

Some folks experience all these faces in their day to day lives.

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all that to say,

Head Land, Heart Land, and Now Land
balanced

is . . . I AM  . . . land.

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To the bathroom mirror I said, ‘You look pregnant’.

Looking and being pregnant are very different.
One is a story, the other an experience.

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Excellence and Mediocrity don’t co-exist,
without one affecting the other.

When one seeks excellence without question,
avoid mediocrity.

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I love you sweetie.
I love you so much,
when I think how much,
my heart spills everywhere.

That’s what I said to Kaia this morning.

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If I had the choice of owning a gold mine or a creative mind,
which would I choose?     Which would you choose?

This is where question 1 comes into play?

A friend just reminded me, ‘Your creative mind is the gold mine’.

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‘Better times ’round da corner.’

That’s what they say in church. They say,
‘It’s better upstairs and worse downstairs.
Pray to go up, sin to go down’.

I say, ‘Tell me what to do on this floor now,
not yesterday or tomorrow. I’ll ask for guidance,
when I am in those places’.

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I sometimes mix up Indians.

There are India Indians and American Indians.

India Indians are named after the Indus River.
American Indians are named after an error.

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Test 1

Some of what equals sum?

or

Sum of what equals some?

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Why did we drop an atomic bomb
“To save lives”.

twice?
“To confirm consistent results”.

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Love a Spade

Even a spade may be an instrument of salvation.
When that’s all you have to dig up weeds,
and plant new seeds,
Kings and Queens don’t matter.

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Life is one big learning lesson,
that can be divided into days, hours, minutes and seconds.

Each of these being separate experiences,
taken together, called life.

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Some Thing & No Thing

Some Thing lives on the hill.
No Thing lives in the flood plain.

One day Some Thing looks down
and thinks out loud, ‘I want No Thing’.

Question: How many things do I need, to know joy?

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You wanna’ stand up? Just do it!

You wanna’ stand out? Stand up!

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Tomorrow is Deceptive.

When you come tomorrow,

you never arrive.

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            PRESENCE

                SEEDS

                                                     PRESENTS

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I was getting out of the shower,

looked down and heard,

“It’s just a vehicle”.

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the Voices, Thoughts, call them what you will,

some times twist and turn on each other.

Some times it’s one for all and all I AM.

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Nature calls.

I don’t mean ‘take a shit’.

I do mean ‘Nature calls’.

Nature loving Nature calls.

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the Heart of Love

beats beats beats a cadence

beyond the cosmos.

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Let’s talk about Mind Control.

On average, there is a murder a minute.

How many minutes have we been glued to the 12 boys in the Thailand cave?

We consume what we are given, until another story comes along.

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Mother’s work is WOW!

To observe it, one thing.
To experience it,
I’ll never know.

Man

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A weapon is a device designed to harm others.
We Americans design and distribute more
weapons than anyone else on the planet.
I don’t hear any complaints from anyone.

Let me ask you,

What’s all the brouhaha about ‘a right to life’?

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The Original Weapon of mass destruction,

is the one between our ears.

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Guys made in the USA,

driving pickups made in Japan,
flying American flags made in China.

Diversity

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This is what I know.

Change is closer than you think.
See/know what I mean?

You don’t?
Try holding onto a thought

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a Fair Discussion on Race!

We’re talking about what?
Race don’t bother me none.

Talk is cheap.
That’s what my dad used to say.

Can we just get past race?
I’m about talked out.

The pizza guy is here.

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Sun strokes the horizon.

A rooster crows.
Rise and shine.

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Set your clock to Spirit Time.
Be present through trough and crest.
Now just relax,
and let your breath do the rest.

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Buddha Babies

Buddha babies are every where.

Be the leaf that drops.
Be the feeling that rises.
Be the heart that loves.

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Hang a black man woman child
is not in fashion these days.

These days lock them up,
make them work to eat,
and pocket the profits.

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We do such horrible things
for a dollar.

We tell children they are ugly,

then sell the adults, ‘products
to remove blemishes’.

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It’s all relative.

The blotch became a raccoon,
squished across the double line.

We watch our close relatives
being killed all day,

so one as distant as a raccoon,
is a passing thought.

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I read

A woman was consumed whole, clothing and all,
by a 30 foot boa constrictor, in India.

Before, I’d think
WOW!

Now I think
WOW! Is this fake news?

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the Illusion of Freedom.

We stand before a starry fabric
with palms over hearts

knowing and not wanting to know
some of us arrived encaged

and are still enraged.

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Think on this.

Before MIND there is no past or future.

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How I harbor what was,

determines how I live what is.

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Death creeps up on us.
We open the door and there it is,
smiling.

No time left.  Now what?
NO TIME LEFT!

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