Monthly Archives: October 2014

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Green Revolution

Avalanche notice begins

a trickle

gently tickling sound,

high laughing lilt,

distant water whispering,

growing toward me from far distant past,

back in future imagination,

a growing conversation of lisping notes,

then voice,

then music rapping toward awareness,

suggesting something heading our direction,

moving faster now,

more articulately,

loudly confident,

claiming attention,

clanging toward total cooperative investment,

stretching gratitude toward breath’s tsunami

swelling across an evolutioning green vista,

uncovering our polycultured Home.

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Synergetic Nest

We find each Other’s contours,

adjusting,

nuancing,

merging into one breath,

two resonant heartbeats.

 

Then rise to fly apart.

Breathing out what you breathe in

breathing in what you breathe out,

Inspiring information

expiring exformation,

my Yang inhale your Yin exhale

my Yin exhale your Yang inhale.

 

Floating back,

syncorhythm breath,

harmonic (0)-sum stress

resonating confluence,

true mutually adjusting ergodic rest,

in interweaving spirare nest,

full vibrant revolutions.

 

 

 

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Red Sky At Night…

Once upon a nightime grim

all creatures of Earth dreamed

our Mother was not enough for everyone,

just “me.”

 

This collective nightmare thunderously rolled out

dark implications:

Earth is insufficient for our needs!

We live in Closed Systems of immunity,

heading toward decay!

EarthTribe is not enough to sustain all this life!

I am not enough, yet!

I do not have enough, yet!

When someone grabs from me

they steal from my self-identity!

Grab back!

When someone strikes and hits to hurt,

is mean to those I care about,

I hit back!

with self-righteous flashing anger,

equity and integrity mere dormant values.

They must learn

or I may perish!

 

With such dark dreams

our primal twins,

Yang and Yin,

thrashed about in tangled sheets

each unaware of Other’s parallel flight

within this blue-black brackish night,

til Yang whacked Yin upside the head

completely unaware of how this would unfold.

So Yin hit back in fright

and soon this ruckus raised a violent alarm

among their household, neighbors, Tribe.

This outrage spread

sweeping across land and oceans

then back again to where it all began

until exhausted and dark bruised

all earthbound life fell down unconscious.

 

Within this loss of self-defense,

our open-handed peaceful nest,

dawn quietly crept toward abundant light

for all to feel and hear and touch

her sobbing singing warming beauty.

Scent of sun-baked cotton sheets

invites Yin’s eyes to uncover sight

of radiant light

abundantly growing nutrient wealth,

a yeasty compost sustaining interweaving life,

incarnating karmic response to each species’ evolving wants

and worthy hope.

 

As her awareness of Earth’s vast creation

lit her eyes of self-discovery

dawn’s diastasis filled hearts and minds

of all coincidental early risers.

We woke uncovered to discover immensity of life

and color swarming far beyond our needs,

nutrients absorbed for taste, and touch, and scent, and sound,

and sight, freely accessed to fit each synchronic need,

each longing to belong,

each Self fading into and out of Other,

sufficient place for each species’ time and space.

Last night’s primal screams of insufficiency replaced

by dawn’s ecology of karmic grace.

 

Yang woke alarmed at loss of cover.

His arms flew out to hide his fall

from dawn’s radical gift of generosity

and harmonic praxis.

And, in so doing, he hit Yin’s head.

This blow did smart

but seeded tears of redeemer healing.

Yin justly smiled and absorbed around

reminding Yang she is his graceful mentor

interpreting his dreams.

 

She sang with harmony enveloping unredeemed dissonance and disease,

hope for suffering and insanity’s dark lessons,

dawn’s well-lit vocation for us all

softly individuating within Earth’s optimizing life,

all brittle boundaries of mutual immunity

relaxing into resonance.

 

In this Transition Time from dark competing violence,

we remain cooperatively nested within Earth’s well-being,

so, dear Yang,

return toward redemptive rest,

regenerating memory seeds,

stringing songs dancing back,

back to stardust’s Ecologic Elders.

 

Fear and violence display synaptically sharp;

competitive “Loser!” economies;

love’s justice peace remains buoyant, resilient, robustly evolving

cooperating mutual winner revolution

away from red skies of mourning.

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Facilitating ReGenesis

To facilitate perfect justice,

mutually mentor optimizing sustained life,

environmental and economic,

political and cultural.

 

This synergetic combination of mercy and justice

internalizes the decisive process and rhetorical event

as wise for everyone,

all parties, variables, memes, paradigms, polynomials, persons,

all deviance, dissonance, and insanity,

all irrationality and suffering,

all our difficulties and messes.

 

Replace this commodity of clients

with communal EarthTribe solidarity.

 

Earth is our Teacher, but more holistically, Earth is our just Mentor. As we adjust, align, and learn Her incarnation, learning to live in gratitude through each of Her seasons, we become wise icons, shamans, of Her scripture, Her messages, Her root systems, Her implicated, predicated, predictive, positive information.

The Tao, or Tree, of Life, is iconic of, by, and for our EarthTribe. Her binomiality, her bi-generative development, Yang out and up branch and leaf production, Yin in and down taprooting precessive Implicating Systemic Order, symbiotically perpetuate and define our 4-dimensional (0)-sum economy and ecology of cooperative regeneration.

As we become a species of ambidextrous facilitators, drawing from the full polycultured compost of human experience, content, formation, we emergently understand our Messiah as our Natural System Teachers and Mentors. We actively hope to comprehend messianism as iconic of human naturalism. We are all mutually, equally, subsidiary fractal subsets of Earth’s spacetime comprehension, compassionate mutually gravitationally grabbing toward each Other’s confluent, contenting, heart. We both long for and belong to one diverse but essentially interdependent EarthTribe, learning our way toward designing a fully cooperative ecologic, within which our value transactions participate in a profoundly intentional cooperative economy.

The Great Turning is our reweaving work that connects through cooperative system design facilitation, replacing the hubris of quasi-independent, self-defensive intentions and practice. We are reconvening our global capacity to function as one EarthTribe. These are our Councils of Shamanic Natural Wisdom. Essential to this transitional opportunity is understanding this era as a bridge toward our collective gratitude for winter’s purgative season. Boundaries, margins, poverty, exclusion, silence, gaps, despair, decay, dissonance, pain, sorrow, suffering, decomposition, fermentation, complexity, chaos, bridges, advent are all symbols of winter’s purgative season, weaving our eisegetical string conjectures into one geometric/biometric eternally double-helixed, rhythmically beating, Left to Right to Left again, pumping each vascular step into our harmonic string theorem. What Non-Polynomial Time unravels, Polynomial information reweaves within both memory of evolution’s past and imagination, creation, design, planning of our paradise future.

Cooling Earth’s climate requires deeper collective and cooperative roots of mindful compassion, diversely stretching toward globally active peace and love. The Western empty cross liminally defines our revolving fractally dimensioned dynamic frequencies and creative structures of Eastern Yang and Yin’s primal relationship,(0)-centric balanced, together outlining our Eternal Moment’s Tao of regenerative life. The First Principle of Physics becomes Open Polysystemic Balance.

All information, all content, all natural systems, are binomially defined as Polynomial-Self = Not-Polynomial-Other, so that P = NP, in reversed, or negative, perspective, like the above-ground tree’s functional and formative relationship to the below-ground root system, both predicated fractally within Tao’s Original Intent seed.

Knowing what we don’t want, pain and suffering and suicide, teaches us what we do want. Just as knowing what we do want includes implications, predictions, about what we do not want to continue perpetuating.

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Reheading Rights

In memory of, and with gratitude to, all those who have lost our heads to violence.

 

We lost our head the other day,

attenuating sight and sound and smell,

severing our capacity to feel

and digest this sacrifice of sacred nature.

 

With dominant arm of self-righteousness

we practiced malignant intent,

a sacrilegious suicide

this unholy separation of mind and sacred icon

of EarthSpace,

Tree of Life cut down,

leaving this abominated stump

with dying roots

stretching back and down to reach

our deepest rivers of nutrient Paradise.

 

And now Yin, mourning left hand of justice

grows silently incapacitated

by right-handed hubris

trading self-defensive weapons

predicating tools, offending nature’s incarnation.

 

Our denatured head grows silent

waiting for decaying EarthSelf to respond.

 

Why is this eternal silence

not enough,

a global omissioned sin?

 

Perhaps because our grieving is too loud

to recommit Earth Yinned arm to

restore our sacred space,

a paradise replacing

self-immunizing defenses with

self-immolating gratitude

for deeply graced ecologic,

our Tree of Life Cathedral

composed of countless recycling life rings,

each gradually growing silent

as its individuating season passes,

to move to core support,

endless trunk aligned with

EarthSelf’s permaculturing taproot.

 

Our beheading self-sacrilege

screams with holy loss,

defilement of humaned nature,

loss of hope for anything

but winter’s silent healing,

nurturing future’s seed.

 

Teach us bare-boned sacred silence,

grow our gratitude for winterish loss,

our remains deep-stretching hope

to comprehend Earth’s silent despairing diastasis,

sobbing decay weeps for

unremitted memory loss.

 

Rise up peaceful open-handed grace

of silent witness.

Burn fused weapons

into smooth-shelled water rafts

rising procession, springing sap

for reweaving Earth’s cultured pearls,

sacred silent wisdom,

a left-armed reach up

to greet right hand’s loss,

mutually caressing shared loss of mind.

 

As one falls silent severed

so do we all.

Dropping arms in empty bow

to rest on Earth’s warm skin.

Cold-hearted seeds of tears

for what we have begun,

a suicide procession

quietly emptying out of Eden.

 

This pilgrimage bows,

vows to return again

to silent natural grace,

uncommodified,

waiting with simpler cousins,

more helplessly free of self-defenses,

trees and hibernating animals,

making do with what rests stored,

vast wealth deposits melting out

toward starving margins of

reason’s boundary.

 

Winter water’s left-armed brittle peace,

a pacific self-sequestration

lays siege to tired and trembling Righteousness,

until at last we reconnect

our left and right

our Yang and Yin

our song and silence.

 

We retell our children

and they theirs

of this Great Head Turning.

Iconic scab of homeless body,

a trunk no longer growing rings

sings our silent mourning memory

for EarthTribe’s loss of seed.

 

Our sacrificial answer to sacrilegious question,

winter’s dark silence

until mourning accomplishes her healing task,

Earth’s dawning regenesis

of heart and breath

springing profoundly diverse sprigs

of interweaving gratitude

for winter’s rich composting blanket.

 

Fold arms,

stop marching in effraction baring markets,

to dance in harmoniously therapeutic

revolving, flowing

Gaian prehensive circles.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Shaman Village Green

Dr. Beaver’s welcome to future permacultural processors and generators and administrators.

 

Enthymematic communication is like endosymbiotic evolution.

They each start with a positive anomaly,

an intuited notice,

building toward a hoped for ecological

and iterative string of harmonious relationship.

 

Organic systems,

like Earth and Her ecosystems,

Her species,

Her days and seasons of radiant light and dark economies,

are rhetorical fields of potential relationing strings

diastatically enfolding monocultural double-negative boundaries,

binomially inclusive of appositional attitudes and postures,

enthymematic self-regeneration and self-reflection

reiterating positive-trend communication,

information memory strings resonating eisegetical imagination,

coded bicameral icons,

spinning well-purposed right-meaning.

 

We share external and sometimes more risky internal rhetorical fields,’

exegetical out, eisegetical in.

These can lead to bi-symbiotic species evolutions of paradigms and language,

or polynomially metric universes,

along well-worn channels,

while merging what had seemed impermeable immune systems between paradigms.

Reweaving a diastolic trend,

fusing what was independent side-by-side play and dance and song

into mutual-symbiotic functional relationship.

 

Enthymematic,

or intuitive, predicative, adventious communication

begins pilgrimages toward optimized outcomes,

sustained healthy relationships,

contenting justice,

mindful equanimity,

mutually compassionate gratitude.

 

Permaculture Golden Rule

amply applies to all parties in each rhetorical string,

belong with others

as other generations symbiotically hope to become

with EcoSelf you.

 

Each life,

moment,

person,

day,

unfolds within a rhetorical becoming field

of potential relationships.

Some seeds sprout being-roots,

belonging-roots,

incarnating in graced polycultures,

nutritionally balanced and enriching soil;

others not so much,

learning through longing.

 

Yet this nucleic Codex

within each seed

itself (0) Core vectored

and bimetrically strictioned,

grows perfect compost balanced warmth,

harmoniously responding to 4-Based RNA development,

appreciative,

endo-synergenetically poised for inductive overtures

from confluent nutrition streams,

through tender fractal-rooted tendrils

reaching toward optimally confluent success

and resources for optimizing positive relationships.

 

Within our EarthSelf (0)-symmetrical Universe,

some root systems must be more robust,

resilient,

indigenously, intuitively adept

toward permacultured wealth deposits,

due to barren soil conditions of birth,

simply to survive.

We call this poverty

and its experience

unfolds on survive toward hopeful thrive margins,

or not;

marginalization from polycultured compost Paradise.

 

Enthymematically embued, engorged seeds

feed to produce more robust and resilient developmental strings,

(no GMO immunity from regenerative capacity, full-throttled),

branches on Eternal Moment’s incarnating life tree,

(0) souled and summed now moment,

life and place right here,

relationing community

enculturating self-identity,

an ego-informating communication string

branch from permacultured roots,

code, and nutritious soil,

producing flexible and full-hearted

stringionic plant systems that flower and root and seed

new moments,

awareness,

understanding,

comprehension,

relationships,

development,

learning,

evolutionary ecologic,

abundancing creation flower,

eco-symbiotically fertilized by grateful synergy

of dissonant need

and positive response

turning toward our sun

for flower’s regeneration seeds,

falling to enrich nutrient soils,

feeding next green generation’s

permacultured revolution

within this universally shared

rhetorically eternal field

of polyculturing strings,

plants,

branches,

fractal rooted in wealth-seeded,

(0)-sum Win-Win informed

and therapeutically functional soil.

 

This permaculturing LifeTree

grows up Yang

stretches down Yin

roots longing

to belong to universally polycultured compost,

active peace releases all self-defense

to absorb pacific Earth’s succulent Tao.

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Earth Tribal Declaration of Interdependence

Dr. Owl, from the Treeology Department, drafted the Declaration of Interdependence, borrowing heavily from the nature-spirit traditions and Regenerative Systems Theory. Some cultural historians attribute the outbreak of the Green Revolution to the promulgation of her draft to the Assembly of Biospecies.

 

Green Revolution Declaration of Universal Grace Ecology, Economy, Treeology, etc., etc., etc.

Regenerative Systems Development Theorem

[Reverse Corollary of Cognitive Dissonance Theory and the Positive Deviance Conjecture that Polynomial Time = Non-Polynomial Information Codex -1 (C-Yin) = +0 (U-Yang)]

 We seem to die to regenerate toward flying together, like the stardust from which we emerged, and Gaia’s root systems rewoven within, reflecting what our bicameral minds have discovered evolving without; and not flying apart into disharmonious chaos and entropy and irrationality quite so awfully much.

We are a stardust Earth Tribe, of, by, and for sustaining all living systems and species.

We refuse to confine our lives within benighted and arbitrary death sentences and even whole paragraphs and paradigms.

After all, a creature’s a person,

no matter how small,

no matter how yet unborn or ancient,

no matter how marginal,

or insane,

or deviant,

or violent and suffering.

We are becoming aware that the opposite of life is chaos, dismay, decay, dissonance, entropy.

We are becoming aware the opposite of the absence of relationship,

unpattern,

disrhythm,

is equity, beauty, dance, song,

culture,

rationality,

merging toward, and from, a primally balanced relationship,

between Pre-Genetar Earth and Re-Genetive organic systems,

between God, Yahweh, Jehovah, Allah, Omega Point, Universal Intelligence, Original Intent and

Re-Connective Design Bicameral Processors,

between Earth’s Original Intent and meaning and

Future’s Universally Intelligent purpose,

between functioning effectively, and thermodynamically balanced energy frequencies, and growing awareness of natural polycultural form development,

between informing as Implicate Order and unraveling as Bohm’s Explicate Order,

or vice-versa, or all the above, depending on which end of the polar, elliptically and fractally revolving string you imagine standing on,

between air and water and fire,

between space and the flow of time,

balanced induction and deduction,

balanced concave and convex,

balanced feminine and masculine,

balancing our within and without,

our positive and negative,

our polynomial and non-polynomial information

in any binomial/binary metric system,

with 4-prime equi-dimensional fractaling/fusing/folding metric frequencies and rhythms,

inductive and deductive Janus-faced,

[+/-4QBit Implicated Octave = +/- (0) Soul Universal Prime Relationship Treeological String Theory],

Infinity Assumption of Balanced Tao.

Now, where was I, oh yes, coming back and in toward this Eternal Transition Moment, at the beginning of the 3rd Millennium,

We are a narrative encultured information-string metaphysically stretching back to the origins of RNA; Original Intent Coded for symbiotically regenerating life along a Positive Purposive Predication (or Golden Rule Ratio Assumption, if you prefer) of greatest diastatic full-breathed development through minimal competitive stress disorders, by exhaling negative air and values,

potential nutrients lost,

resources gone awry.

We are a Bicameral ReGenesis Project sowing seeds of permacultural cooperative, profoundly inclusive, balanced polycultures,

especially where we have created burgeoning monocultural messes and monopolies.

We are incubating our most long-sustained fertility in centered peaceful compost

between Left and Right hemispheres,

balancing away from Left-brained, deductive dominance,

balancing toward feminist power and masculine flexibility and nurturance,

balancing a long-term risk avoidant economy and a cost-effective preservation of Gaia’s ecosystems, well-seasoned optimization of Earth’s natural cycles,

like sap rising toward our branches in early spring, followed, in late fall, by the reverse rain of self-regenerative seeds scattered on the polycultured compost of mindful remembering and diversely inclusive compassion.

We are Earth’s Tree of Systemic Life, a Commons, held within our deepest (0)-sum ecology of gratitude,

especially for the winter’s of implicating, brewing, fermenting, precessive stillness,

predicating summer’s positive, actively incarnating production of leaves and flowers and fertile seeds.

We are developing naturally grown patterns and frequencies,

producing thriving, balanced interior and exterior landscapes,

minds with bodies,

and bodies with mindful communication systems and skills,

positive treeological practice and intent,

balancing East to West to East double-helixed Yin/Yang/Yin spacetime fractally-sequencing information revolutions.

We are watering and harvesting our flowers, worrying not so much about those dissonant weeds over there,

somewhere, anywhere, everywhere.

We are dancing in ever richer circles,

with less marching in ever-shrinking effractive markets.

We are a recycling fractal Human-Natured Tribe

deeply learning our emergent polycultured, bicameral, breathing EarthSelf Identity.

We remember, re-ligion, who we already are,

we reincarnate Eternal Moment’s meaning and purpose

(teleological conjecture of panentheism),

we are a YangCommons-balanced informing string stretching back, and in, and out,

to our Prime PreGenetive (0)-sum feminist YinVortex

discovering Yang Polynomial Time by uncovering Yin’s Not-Polynomial reversed/negative temporal, implicated primal order

(or the affective-temporal aptic stricture of pre-bicameral awareness, see Julian Jaynes on the ethological evolution of bicameral consciousness and iconic language).

We are a Bicameral Tribe with a shamanic conjecture:

Earth reveals, temporally uncovers, our Without,

Earth’s spacetime Original Intent awareness,

to teach us equity, peace, grace, and justice Within,

Bucky Fuller’s Universal Intelligence as a positively-trending information string,

our exegetical metaphysically encultured string theory of deductive development,

such as Bloom’s Taxonomy of sustained learning cycles,

and Robert Norton’s reiterating developmental cycles of enthymematic communication,

or both Eastern and Western alchemy

or octave harmony structures and stages of evolution,

or Tao as the water-nutrient system of the Tree of Life.

Awareness of Earth’s spacetime optimization of living systems

predicates therapeutic global redesign of natural systems,

paradised eternal moment projections Without,

as Earth revels with, and embraces, our human-natured Within:

EarthTribe’s slowly evolving manifest destiny,

now in our Great Turning,

declare our positive practice and Original Intention toward

(0)-summed, balanced, abundantly Win-Win regenerative system

for optimizing each peace-filled paradise-predicated moment,

identity,

form,

function,

life,

community,

paradigm,

meme,

nutrient,

value,

quantum,

Boson,

QBit,

binomial

speciation.

What grows YangUp

to flower,

must also grow YinDown

to root

toward optimized permacultured compost,

positive nutrients and values

to design,

sprout,

maintain and mature,

harvest,

winnow,

and re-seed

this ethology of paradise polyculturally revolving,

each season predicating the next,

reiterating our positive Original Intent

back, back to the (0)-seed vortexical beginning of spaciated time.

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Ordained Life

I learned the other day that my immune system is gone. She just up and left. No goodbye, no Dear Jerry letter, no flowers, not even an email to let me know; hoping I wouldn’t notice why systemic failure grows more prominent.

My doctor told me about this sly exodus. She is this vibrant buxom Russian immigrant with long wavy auburn hair, and the sturdy solid nature of totalitarian atheistic culture, and the bedside manner of Attila the Hun. Still, she tries her best to break dark news, reaching for anything she might recall to work with human feelings, other than  pain and suffering. Pain she understands, and believes we should all be much more tolerant of our petty, relentless, agonizing Teachers, like not being able to bear weight on my left foot, for example. Her best medical advice was stay off your foot. Teach my kids how to feed and care for each other. Take a nap.

Anyway, she breezes into the examining room where I am sitting, mostly clothed, perched on the edge of the exam table with naked feet anxiously touching the pull-out steel footrest. Waving my not very thick file in her dominant left hand, before the door slams shut behind her, she asks me if I know that I am Positive.

Her radiant smile did not seem to be begging me to tell her I already knew so she was not in the position of actually having to think about how to be kind.

I didn’t know what was the right best answer:

Yes, thank you, and I’ve always found you to be a positive person too?…

No, in fact I hope my husband of the last twenty years will be surprised to hear this as well….

Well, I have been getting sick a lot lately, coming down with weird stuff normal people don’t usually have a problem with, like breaking out in hives in my armpits, so it does cross my mind, now that you so generously mention it, that maybe my immunity guards have departed without giving notice, or even closing the door of vulnerability on their way out….

But, instead, I just say No, quietly, in awe of this strangely-shared boundary moment.

So she hesitantly touches my forearm, and valiantly tries to continue smiling, to reassure me that it will be OK, not a death sentence, her extractive words.

Well, that was good to know, especially because I hadn’t even realized I was waiting for sentencing. I wasn’t even aware of my charges or my trial, my judge, or my apparently merciful jury.

But, I had been feeling vulnerable, and learning I am vulnerable to all the cooties and disease and suffering and pain in this world, on this Earth, within this EarthTribe, leaves me feeling mushy and rotten, old and used up, or at least overripe for decay, inside, then outside.

Vulnerable.

Wide open to whatever comes along, available, accessible, for good and bad.

An open vortex for anyone or anything to use as even my own defenses have evaporated, not like a sunset over the ocean, when that last radiant arcing flash says goodbye until tomorrow. Rather, the loss of immunity, the ache of endlessly inclusive vulnerability, uncovers a quietly creeping dawn, except instead of Earth gradually emerging until I must open glad eyes to discover Her visible presence once again, one more time, this time, her sobbing and singing, dancing, lavishly beautiful Time, my Interior Landscaped self-consciousness gradually purges to uncertain self-identity, and less concern about where you begin and where I end, because my ending is already predicted by lack of self-defense.

A well-fired strength lurks within this deep ecology of grateful emptiness. Creating a winterish listening place for all nutrients and toxins around and within me, a place, a jump in, the water’s warm recreating safe-space where each can be heard, embraced, have a say about our future together. How long we may or may not sustain our interdependent web of life.

Without capacity, perhaps even the desire, to exclude often dissonant nutrients and voices, tastes and smells, feelings and awareness, difficult and insane immigrants, I invest this sacred listening mountain in regenerating new connections, new ways of seeing appositional, dialectical rationality, rather than oppositional polarity.

I learn to long for ways we might survive together that would be in your best interest as my self-interest dissipates into a dark vortex of Yin openness. If our shared values for diversely nutritional compost disappear, then I have no hope to grow my own.

Finding harmony within this apparent dissonance and disease and suffering and insanity is the only vocation left to this EarthTribe Identity, softly individuating within Earth’s resilient resonance, my boundaries of immunity to you removed. All remaining for me is my subsidiarity to Earth’s well-being, for here we all return, generative memory seeds of language and code, capturing voices stringing songs back, back to stardust Elders.

We are Earth’s Tribe dying to remember to fly together like the stars from which we emerged, the Earth which we reincarnate; and trying to not fly apart quite so awfully much.

 

 

 

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Non-Violet Green

What Red and Blue States agree about,

their optimized point of synergetic potential:

Both want to be Green States.

 

Red is more interested in the green of national economic sustainability;

Blue more aware of sustaining a greener relationship with our global natural ecology.

 

Both are noble,

and compatible aspirations,

and each is more likely to grow optimally resilient,

robust,

long-lived with the other,

rather than  flying apart,

segregating and polarizing,

creating double-negative-bind immunity defenses.

 

We need to breathe through our pain,

our post-engagement,

pre-marriage jitters,

to walk with active peace

down the aisle

toward our shared green-abundant future.

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