“God punishes us for what we can’t imagine.”
What we can’t imagine
is what we won’t imagine
for lack of polypathic priority,
for too much fullness of rotting exegetical Promise.
What I won’t imagine
becomes what I would never choose to invest in,
both filled with fear
of self-emptying prophecy
and overflowing with love
for Earth’s fulfilling potentiality;
resilient with or without us
opposite of delineating pathology
through superego’s anthro-absence.
We evolve healthy wealth becomings
truncated by static nonverbal then verbal …isms,
unimaginably ebbing and flowing
what we have not yet hypostatically imagined dynamic,
and matriarchal understory schism-rolled
rewards of and for Earth’s echo imagining bicamerality,
sacred nondual ecology.
is for what we won’t imagine,
multiculturally polypathic together.