“SOCIAList DISTANCING” by http://JTK.CA
#SocialistDistancing is when your global tyrants are the only ones allowed close personal contact at a fancy international gathering, and your Canadian Prime Minister’s chief rival is jailed for having close personal contact with the citizens he’s trying to free from the tyranny.
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Name: Tad ::: Pen Name & Web Address: JTK.CA
Social Media Moniker: @NudistPoet
© Jonathan Tad Ketchen
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Guelph (pronounced “Gwelf”), Ontario, Canada, eh?
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519-830-4812
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and
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This JTK.CA website that you are viewing
is the general (non-nude) art, superzoom lunar photography, & poetry
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For my NUDE work, please visit NudeCreations.com
X-janitor/graphic designer on Disability pensions 4 bitly.com/SevereOCD
About TAD
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- © http://JTK.CA
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2021-06-20
2021-06-15
“I’m a NARCISSIST” by JTK.CA
Sometimes I can like my own social media posts. Sometimes I can’t. Weird. And, yes, I’m weird. I “like” my own posts. That’s because I’m a NARCISSIST.
Reminds me of a conversation with a neighbour lady. My apartment building had a unit on fire several years ago. The tenant himself was the arsonist. Anyway, since the repairs, it became the nicest unit in the building. A while ago, I met the lady who moved into the unit after the refurbishment. We talked for about half an hour, and in the course of the conversation, I said, “I’m a narcissist.” She responded, in horror, “Oh, no! Not another one!” I laughed and said, “No, no! I said I’m a NARCISSIST, not an ARSONIST.” I love that memory! 😁💖
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2021-06-12
2021-06-10
An incredible screenshot I snapped from timeanddate.com’s coverage of this morning’s Annular Solar Eclipse in Sudbury, Ontario and North Bay, Ontario! 🤯 MIND OFFICIALLY BLOWN. That’s the moonrise blocking the sunrise! Crescent sun!
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| An incredible screenshot I snapped from timeanddate.com’s coverage of this morning’s Annular Solar Eclipse in Sudbury, Ontario and North Bay, Ontario! 🤯 MIND OFFICIALLY BLOWN. That’s the moonrise blocking the sunrise! Crescent sun! |
2021-06-07
Watch my talent at bitly.com/RubiksBorgCube
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| Watch my talent at bitly.com/RubiksBorgCube The most important thing to know in solving Rubik’s Cube is that you know what colour each side will be based on the centre cube. All the edge and corner cubes move all over the place, but the centre cubes just spin in place. Whatever colour the centre cubes are, you need to make the edge and corner cubes connect to the centre ones. Once that happens with ALL of them, the Cube is solved. But, along the way, you will get the cubes in the right place but then have to move them over and over again to get other cubes in the right place, and so on, and so on. I take this as a spiritual lesson. God may put you in the place you’re supposed to be and later move you somewhere else, not because you’ve done anything wrong, but because your temporary shift in location is to help someone else find their appointed place. And eventually, through all the topsy turvy of movement, everyone will finally be where they’re supposed to be. |
2021-06-06
The Moon Is Not What You Think - What They Saw Will Shock You
“CONSPIRACY SALOON” by JTK.CA
The Moon is a Hollow Sphere
Sloshin’ ’round inside with Beer.
That’s why all go drunk and crazy
When the Moon is Full.
© JTK.CA
Name: Tad ::: Pen Name & Web Address: JTK.CA
Social Media Moniker: @NudistPoet
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“CONSPIRACY SALOON” by JTK.CA
“CONSPIRACY SALOON” by JTK.CA
The Moon is a Hollow Sphere
Sloshin’ ’round inside with Beer.
That’s why all go drunk and crazy
When the Moon is Full.
© JTK.CA
Name: Tad ::: Pen Name & Web Address: JTK.CA
Social Media Moniker: @NudistPoet
NudistPoet.com
© Jonathan Tad Ketchen
TadCreations.com
Guelph (pronounced “Gwelf”), Ontario, Canada, eh!
JTK.CA@JTK.CA
519-780-1057. I’m out of my mind. Please leave a message.
(And include your name and number, Stupid. It’s a landline.)
MemoriesAndPredictions.TUMBLR.com
For all Tad’s NUDE work, go to:
NudeCreations.com
2021-06-03
“BACK AND FORTH” by JTK.CA
Even I (as an exhibitionist) went through phases, back and forth. I started the nude self-portraiture (NudeCreations.com) in university photography class and a campus art show in early 1994, establishing my naked reputation. I graduated at the end of 1995. However, around the end of 1997, I went through a period of intense spiritual warfare, in which I gave up my exhibitionist ways. I was still personally a nudist, but I did my best to erase any of my previously published nude work (which, of course, is impossible in the age of the internet). But I did throw away all my nude photographic prints and negatives.
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“GOD, THE UNSEEN ‘I AM’”
by Tad ( JTK.CA ) @NudistPoet a.k.a. Jonathan Tad Ketchen
TadCreations.com
Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (http://JTK.CA)
I’ve been living in
This hall of mirrors
To see what I could see
And I was so convinced
This might be true
But You have strangely
Slipped from view
And I see myself surrounded
By these twisted bloated images
Of me that I’ve been worshipping
I’ve been living in
This hall of mirrors
But now I leave
This reflective sham
And return to the
Only true “I Am”
So much we see
Is shown untrue
When the Unseen
Comes into view
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The next five years of non-exhibitionism came to an end in 2002 when I found a few of my nude selfies that had survived the previous purge. Finally, God and I came to an understanding, and my calling to show THE HUMAN SKIN IS NOT A SIN — that calling was resurrected. Haha. Yes, I know you’re thinking, “rez-erected.”
It was all worthwhile and made for some great poetry, including the three poems below which form a triptych.
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“SPIRITUAL WARFARE TRIPTYCH”
by Tad ( JTK.CA ) @NudistPoet a.k.a. Jonathan Tad Ketchen
TadCreations.com
Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (http://JTK.CA)
(“The Mystery of God," “The Rubber Room," and “Silent Page")
These three poems were written during an intense period of spiritual warfare in my life. “SILENT PAGE,” the last poem in this triptych, was written on January 1, 1998. It’s the best New Year’s Resolution I’ve ever made.
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“THE MYSTERY OF GOD”
by Tad ( JTK.CA ) @NudistPoet a.k.a. Jonathan Tad Ketchen
TadCreations.com
Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (http://JTK.CA)
The mystery of God is great!
Who can comprehend
The distance from Earth to the Sun;
The space between the stars;
The billions of galaxies —
Blazing, spinning pinwheels of His providence?
I am brought to silence,
Not able to comprehend
The eternal depth of my unworthiness,
The fathomless weakness of my mind,
The infinite evil in my heart
Which longs to let the Holy Spirit go,
Though He’s the seal of my salvation
My puny mind can’t break.
For Christ has chosen me
And the Holy Spirit makes me shake,
When I take my eyes off Jesus
So I can contemplate
The academics of it all
And end up lost within.
It’s all beyond my grasp.
I am but a grain of sand
On an endless seashore,
Longing just to love this infinite, eternal, glorious God
One iota more,
On this long and narrow path
To my Redeemer’s Home.
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“THE RUBBER ROOM”
by Tad ( JTK.CA ) @NudistPoet a.k.a. Jonathan Tad Ketchen
TadCreations.com
Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (http://JTK.CA)
Lord Jesus,
I thank you that
When reality can’t make it through
The walls of my brain
And I’m lost in paranoid
Psychological pain,
You haven’t changed.
No matter what comes,
You will be faithful to me.
Even if I’m in a rubber room,
You’ll share the room with me.
Fear is my enemy;
Doubt makes me sick inside;
Fighting the battle with tools of my own
And my back to Your throne
Explains my losing streak.
Bring me back to the bunker
And refit me with Your armour of faith
So I can fight for You again
And win with Your power.
Even in the rubber room,
You are there with me.
Your love is the most patient
I will ever see.
Yet I hear Your voice thunder,
And a godly fear of You fills me,
As you belt out your order,
“On your knees, soldier!
On your knees, soldier!”
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“SILENT PAGE”
by Tad ( JTK.CA ) @NudistPoet a.k.a. Jonathan Tad Ketchen
TadCreations.com
Copyright © JONATHAN TAD KETCHEN (http://JTK.CA)
(“Let us fix our eyes on
Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith...”
— Hebrews 12:2a {NIV})
Let me be a silent page,
Free from babble,
Free from rage,
Relinquishing my futile mental powers,
Leaving all power to the Sage.
Faith is Jesus’ poem,
So I must be a blank page for Him,
Not writing in my mental shenanigans
To supplement His verse.
How can my minute mental minutia
Help the Creator of the universe?
I cannot help;
Who can counsel the Wonderful Counselor?
I can’t offer peace to the Prince of Peace
So He can give it back to me.
I cannot explain God to God.
How can I, the king of disgrace,
Set the terms of God’s unfathomable grace?
He sets the terms.
Who must I be?
I must be a silent page,
Washed pure white by the red blood of Jesus
(The incomprehensible colours of God’s grace),
Washed clean of all my attempts to
Write my own life and a faith based on my own understanding.
Paper can’t complain to the Author
For what He writes on it.
Neither can I influence the Poem of Faith
Jesus is writing on my white surface which He purified.
He erased all my futile imaginings from the page;
And on the clean sheet, the page of my life,
The Sage of Sages
Writes a poem in progress.
He has His eraser handy
And will remove any other attempts of mine
To alter His poem.
Jesus is the Poet.
I am but one of His poems in progress.
You may be His poem too,
But we each must be His silent page.
He’s the Author and Perfecter of our faith;
It’s His pen;
And we are His paper.
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2021-05-29
Who am I, again? 🤪
Jonathan Tad Ketchen. I grew up as Jonathan. But in college, my middle name Tad caught on, so I became Tad. But I was still Jonathan with family and in some of my jobs. I also go by my pen name / web address, JTK.CA (because it's short and simple and easy to stamp on my art). http://JTK.CA
But I'm also @NudistPoet most places online.
So, besides, JTK.CA, I am:
And I just bought a new domain name for NakedEnthusiasts.com which is the Facebook group I created which already has 1.3 thousand members. Who am I, again? 🤪
2021-05-26
2021-05-25
“9-1-1: FARMER KEITH JONES MAKES A BREAKTHROUGH IN GENETIC ENGINEERING — TOUPEES IN A POD.” by http://JTK.CA ::: A huge fan of THE FAR SIDE® by Gary Larson, while in college in the late 1980’s, I created 9-1-1, my own cartoon panel series, the first two of which appeared in Covenant College’s student magazine, The Bagpipe. I liked to joke that I called my comic panel “9-1-1” because it needed help. Shortly after I left Covenant College, Dad took me to see Covenant College Chorale perform near Philadelphia, on their Chorale Tour. I had previously been in the Chorale with fellow student Keith Jones, and he was still performing in it, so it was great to see him again. When talking with him after the concert, Keith gave me a donation idea for my “9-1-1” comic panel. The idea was hilarious, “toupees in a pod.” That was 1990. I finally got around to drawing it in 2000, and now I’m finally publishing it in 2018. I’m Jonathan Tad Ketchen, Pr.D. (Doctor of Procrastination).
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| “9-1-1: FARMER KEITH JONES MAKES A BREAKTHROUGH IN GENETIC ENGINEERING — TOUPEES IN A POD.” by http://JTK.CA A huge fan of THE FAR SIDE® by Gary Larson, while in college in the late 1980’s, I created 9-1-1, my own cartoon panel series, the first two of which appeared in Covenant College’s student magazine, The Bagpipe. I liked to joke that I called my comic panel “9-1-1” because it needed help. Shortly after I left Covenant College, Dad took me to see Covenant College Chorale perform near Philadelphia, on their Chorale Tour. I had previously been in the Chorale with fellow student Keith Jones, and he was still performing in it, so it was great to see him again. When talking with him after the concert, Keith gave me a donation idea for my “9-1-1” comic panel. The idea was hilarious, “toupees in a pod.” That was 1990. I finally got around to drawing it in 2000, and now I’m finally publishing it in 2018. I’m Jonathan Tad Ketchen, Pr.D. (Doctor of Procrastination). © http://JTK.CA Tad “JTK.CA” NudistPoet (http://NudeCreations.com) © Jonathan Tad Ketchen http://TadCreations.com Guelph, Ontario, Canada http://NudistPoet.com 519-780-1057 (Home) Tad@NudistPoet.com 519-830-4812 (Mobile) http://MemoriesAndPredictions.TUMBLR.com |
2021-05-23
2021-04-26
“I’M POOR BUT MY LIFE IS RICH.” by JTK.CA
Living month to month,
Below the line of poverty,
I still have all the modern amenities
Like an apartment, indoor plumbing,
Electricity,
A comfy bed that takes turns with
Internet and TV.
I’m poor but my life is rich.
Also, when you come to think of it,
Centuries ago,
Kings had less than most of today’s so-called poor.
Kings had to hire chamber musicians.
We have playlists on iTunes.
Plus a monthly inheritance from my late parents.
I know love outlives death because
Mom & Dad are still feeding me.
She did it till she was 77! She made retirement her birthday present to herself.
When my two brothers (Mike & S.J.) and I were younger, she was Secretary of
Cape Breton Right to Life.
From Manitoba to Ontario to Nova Scotia to New York State to Indiana.
To steal a joke from a Missionary Kid friend of mine:
As the son of a pastor,
“When I get homesick I don’t know where to go.”
I’m the oldest of three boys.
As I said, Dad was a pastor,
But before I was born and before Dad was married,
He was an apprentice funeral director and embalmer.
I still remember my dad, David Ketchen,
Sitting at the kitchen table with my brother Mike
When, all of a sudden, Mike says,
“Dad, did you realize you were an embalmer and your initials are DK?”
If you don’t get it, say, “DK,” fast, and you’ll get it.
I also remember on Dad’s 49th birthday,
Mike gave Dad a birthday card.
On the front was a beautiful painting of a serene chapel surrounded by autumn leaves.
Dad opened the card, and inside it said,
“In Deepest Sympathy.”
My youngest brother S.J. is my favourite person in the world.
Before I came to that conclusion, I was a real jerk to him.
I would contradict everything he had to say,
Insisting he had to get it right, but I had it wrong.
I discovered that when I came home for Christmas
From my first semester on the mountaintop campus of
Covenant College, a Christian college on Lookout Mountain, Georgia, U.S.A.
It was right on the border of Tennessee and overlooked Chattanooga.
Literally and figuratively a mountaintop experience,
The Holy Spirit must have gotten a hold of me because
When I came home for Christmas
My whole attitude toward my little bro S.J. Ketchen had changed.
From then onward he has been and continues to be “my favourite person in the world.”
I was the official photographer for both of my brothers’ weddings.
You know what they say, “Always a photographer, never a groom.”
I’ve always wanted to marry a woman,
But I’ve gotten the, “Let’s just be friends,” line from them more times than I can count.
I think Mike is right in thinking I might have Asperger’s Syndrome.
My official diagnosis is Severe Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder,
But Asperger’s makes sense to me. I still have OCD, but also being an Aspie makes sense to me.
I get the feeling that may be why I’m so romantically inept, still a virgin at 53.
Well, a 99.9% virgin. In my early teens, I sexually experimented with another boy my age (both 14),
But I was too naive to even realize what I was actually doing.
It was the early 1980s and he said to me,
“Don’t tell anyone, but I’m gay.”
Internally, I was shocked! I didn’t know what “gay” meant, even though it was what I was doing.
I just knew that “gay” was something you weren’t supposed to be.
See what I mean by, I was naive?
I didn’t even learn what the word “fuck” meant until I was in grade 9.
I’d hear the word in elementary school and just knew it was a really bad word but had no idea why.
Also, to my friend who was being gay with me, in retrospect,
When he confessed to me he was gay,
I should have responded,
“No, you’re not gay. You’re just 14 and confused like me.
We’re in our early teens, our hormones are raging, and we’re just trying to figure it all out.”
And today, he’s heterosexually married with kids.
Yet today, I’m still confused. I’m a single, celibate 53-year-old nude model online exhibitionist.
© JTK.CA
Name: Tad ::: Pen Name & Web Address: JTK.CA
Social Media Moniker: @NudistPoet
© Jonathan Tad Ketchen
Guelph (pronounced “Gwelf”), Ontario, Canada, eh!
JTK.CA@JTK.CA
519-830-4812
2021-04-25
“Nude Selfie: 2021-04-25” by Tad ( JTK.CA ) @NudistPoet a.k.a. Jonathan Tad Ketchen ::: Hey, I don’t look too bad for a 53-year-old! ::: NudeCreations.com
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| “Nude Selfie: 2021-04-25” by Tad ( JTK.CA ) @NudistPoet a.k.a. Jonathan Tad Ketchen ::: Hey, I don’t look too bad for a 53-year-old! ::: NudeCreations.com |
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