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Tao of Ego/EcoSystemic Balance

If Yang’s powers are efficiency of outcomes,
whether positive or negative,
regeneratively sustainable
or strained out toward dissonant chaos
of runaway monopolistic monoculturalism,
which I believe economists call capitalism;

Then Yin’s dialectal fluency is qualitative effectiveness,
whether nurturing health or pathology,
and all things polypathically-polynomially in-between.

Yang/Yin dipolar median sustainable
for self-regenerative co-gravitating maintenance,
headed back toward,
reverting cause-effect temporal relationships,
toward entropic yet still embryonic
fractal-four zero-sum prime dimensional diastolic reset stasis,
revolutionary resonantly pregnant pause
before Yin/Yang’s time/space pendulum
begins to swing back
toward Right/Left ecopolitical
WinWin cooperation OVER WinLose competition
balance.

We have become post-industrially accustomed
to relying on mechanical models
for understanding evolution as progress or regression,
for comprehending revolutions as either before or after
preferred change climaxes,
climates and landscapes of post-embryonic growing,
then ebbing,
producing,
then consuming
toward dissonant decay of absence,
Game Over.

But, nature’s ecosystemic models,
like trees
or even humane-divine mindbody hybrids,
are rooted in interdependent cooperative-dominant subsystems
of multisystemic self-regenerative relationships,
in remarkable contrast
to a simplistic On-Yang
Off-Yin
bipolar switch.

Much less
an always must be on top Patriarchal Yang
so always repressed as a less competitive bipolar bottom Matriarchal-Yin
suicidal paranoid fully-depressed switch.

Trees are much better ecopolitical models
for cooperative exchanges of positive/negative energy
in and on our real 4D Earth
for ecological economics of regenerative political powers
both cooperative dominant
and capitalistic decompositional.

WuWei
Tipping Point
MidWay
Double-Bind Acclimation (Bateson)
mutual reversion principles
of nutritional efficiency investments
and their concomitant eco-balancing wealth divestment costs
to regenerate optimally positive/negative WinWin feedback systems,
organically interdependent mutual trusts, Yeses!, namastes
more empowered than empty mutual mistrusts,
we best avoid degenerative reductionist thinking,
mechanically responsive to fundamentalist
and capitalist
On/Off simplistic EitherOr switches
of hypothetical imaginations.

If Earth
is also our bilateral mindbody of self-regenerative 0-sum
WinWin God/dess,
I Am As We Also Are,
BothAnd nondual co-arising/co-gravitating mutual acclimation,
then entropy is Yin-embryonic,
fractal Yangspace/YinTime multicultural,
as diastasis is Yang-revolutionary
polycultural-polypathic climax
through embryonic
through climax
through embryonic
through climax,
breathing out toward in again,
out again,
in again…

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God’s Utopian Church

I was listening to a Christian theologian friend of mine
speaking about the Messiah’s,
and St. Paul’s,
original intention when singing praises of God’s here/not-here Kingdom,
and potential as a multiculturally inclusive Church,
as a countercultural extending family,
creolizing out to encompass all human natures
to conjoin and rejoin Earth’s cooperatively-owned
and self-other governing GoldenRule thrivalist nature,
bountiful nature,
Beloved Cooperative Community global nature.

Which got me thinking
about the difference between totalitarian state ownership
of all cooperative enterprises,
devised by Stalin and Lenin and Mao Tse Tung
and whatever mess is still continuing in North Korea,
as compared to the cooperative network culture of the Basque Region
in Spain,
and perhaps elsewhere.

This difference between cooperative ownership
and communist ownership
is that cooperativist WinWin feedback loops
extend up from grassroot enterprises with authority
to govern the full range of their consumer-producer balance
within interdependent ecopolitical authorities;
whereas communist authority centralized autonomous ownership,
so all local cooperative enterprises,
including schools and hospitals and tractor factories,
were servants owned by the National Communist Mob,
which itself functioned less as a democratically self-governing,
collectively responsible party,
and more like a plutocratic private club
for internally disintegrating WinLose strategies,
more like dis-organizing crime
with military conscription powers
than a cooperative coordinating national team
of and for governing healthy consumer-producer co-ownership,

Which seems to be
more or less
what my theologian friend sees
when he looks at the early Christian post-Messianic extending out family
self-regeneratively creolizing
counterculturing church,
originally composed of those who rather too radically advocated
for most anything victimless,
and not holding preferences
for what today’s Christian fundamentalist understands
as traditional family values–
clearly not mentored
by the Messiah or by the single and celibate advocate St. Paul.

The way the Mondragon cooperative network
controls this tendency for money and power to become swept up
into the top of a central governing body
begins with local democratic self-governing ownership
and management of cooperative enterprises;
a cooperative guild structure.

I wonder what our educational system would become
if the State did not own the school system
but the parents and students and their paid staff
owned local educational environments,
some inside and some outside,
to learn how to cooperatively learn
our healthy wealth cost-effective lifestyles together,
as both consumers and producers,
each equilaterally associated as a cooperative education state department,
composed entirely of our rotating in and out cooperative member constituents.

I wonder what a cooperatively owned and managed health service would look like,
and feel like,
and whether we might find a richer therapeutic environment
of profoundly creolizing grassroots enrichment there,
among staff and other hurt and temporarily co-dependent patients
and our pets and extending family visitors,
surrounded by trees and frisky squirrels
and lettuce-addicted rabbits,
therapeutically growing out our family tree toward God’s cooperative household
of healthing cooperatives.

I wonder if educational cooperatives
would begin to sound more like health consumer-producer cooperatives,
and vice versa,
and if all this cooperative ownership,
and not anti-communal centralizing totalitarianism,
might feel a bit more like God’s ecotherapeutic Church.

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Ripped-Off Climate Deniers

Yesterday I heard a happy Republican
crediting President Trump’s self-proclaimed successes
to his training and experience with consumer-driven accountability;
meaning,
I presume,
his for-profit experience with market-driven consumerism.

Now I realize this for-profit wealth of experience
outside Washington,
untainted by prior government experience,
appears compelling for how he became President Trump
as opposed to continuing as Emperor Trump,
although there is some concern that these two have become the same,
a monstrous hybrid of plutocracy,
but what does all this say about us,
that we think a lifetime of public sector legislation
is less consumer market driven
than a lifetime of private sector management?

I mean
isn’t a democratic government
supposed to be cooperative production
of consumer-citizen satisfaction,
health and happiness and prosperity
and all those other extending family virtues
we originally declared
as root of our sustainable interdependence?

So, how is this presidential choice not taking a further step
precisely in the wrong, even more competitive,
self-promoting,
direction?

Maybe this happy Republican business advocate
was touting the virtues of more competitive experience
in autonomous response to other producer-driven markets,
the advertised commercial success
emerging from past healthy wealth
of big dollar outcomes.

Self-promoting budgets,
bully pulpits,
proclaim autonomously-held glorious outcomes,
pitched to larger and larger markets,
as incoming revenues
exceed outgoing revenues.

And yet this is not at all the type of producer-satisfaction business President Trump is selling
within this democratic enterprise.
His budget will further increase expenditures beyond revenue
when he could move toward balance
by eliminating his proposed tax-revenue cuts
exclusively designed to leave more dollars
in the self-investing hands of our wealthiest individuals and corporations,
the folks with those big self-marketing budgets
with which Trumpians have so much experience,
and by turning the bomb dropping military
into tree planting militias
in areas of strategic pathological toxic-climate concern.

But,
as long as we continue electing NRA Presidents
for their competitive self-promotional training and experience,
responding to competitive EitherOr marketing campaigns,
we will continue to derive a competing bicameral absence of cost-effective legislation
with no explicit investment
in our cooperative health care and regenerative education values,
rooted in co-empathic trust
rather than capitalism’s bottom line
of chronic competitive mistrust,
rooted in WinLose evolutionary theories
rather than WinWin cooperatively enriching democratic experience.

How can we expect any President
or legislature
to become cost-effective
and produce healthy sustainable outcomes
when we continue to elect denial of transparent accountability
for measuring health production outcomes
against wealth consumption investments
that actually disinvest away from future health production outcomes?

Healthy soil and water,
healthy climates and landscapes,
healthy extending families and GoldenRule multicultures,
produce hot house tomatoes
only for those who choose to remain stuck inside,
denying what’s happening outside
by navel-gazing competitions all day and night,
and ego-maniacal exclaiming against interdependent values
of Earth’s intrinsically cooperative health
sustaining bioregional networks of wealth.

Little wonder so many homeless
and autistic
and chronically ill
people feel compelled to live marginalized lives outdoors
where Earth’s larger canopy feels more therapeutic
than indoor competing anthro-supremacist toxins.

Watch out for lowly peace-makers,
for we are inheriting what’s left of Earth.

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Inductive-Deductive EcoLogic

-0 + 1 = 1,
but positive or negative 1?
We do not have enough in/ex-formation to say,
perhaps somewhere in-between.

-0 + (+1) = +1
-0 + (-1) = -1

If +1.00%
measures universal solar bright light heat–diastatic
and -1.00% calculates rock-solid unitarian interdependent frozen fusion–entropic,

Then Mother Earth’s Cooperative
Blue-Green Balance
appears to spiral ultra-violet in between.

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Opposites of TooHot Climates

The opposite of warm is cold
but what lies in-between?

The opposite of friction is fusion
and Earth’s living systems evolve in-between.

The opposite of Capitalist Empire Building,
with military industrialized full-investment strength,
is Earth Cooperative Paradise,
flowing fusion of fertile fulfillments,
in-between ego competition monopoly games
and eco-centered global cooperative ownership,
where competitions of EitherOr economic deduction
revisit cooperations of BothAnd political seductions
to ecopolitically define love
as at best and most optimally present
within active cooperative ownership,
interdependent multicultural governance,
polypathic LeftYang-RightYin fusing climate within
as Left-Western Capitalism-Right Eastern Creolization
fusing economic and politically cooperative networks,
matriarchal/patriarchal balancing creation stories
without.

The opposite of competition’s too-hot
is ice-fused cold paralysis,
but what and when and where and who and how to
flow nutritionally in-between?

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Deviating Sisters

One of my sisters believes I chose to be queer.

Did you remind her
you had no more choice about chasing guys
than she did?

Yes.
But her favorite televangelist
says I must be mistaken,
or just lying,
because who wouldn’t choose to be hated
by all the hetero homophobes
like televangelists,
right?

That makes no sense.
She can’t really believe
you would choose to belong
to any repressed and humiliated minority,
especially during early onset of puberty,
when every girl and boy in any culture
is terrified of becoming different,
or special,
or weeded out of the clickety-clak pack.

Well, as she sees it,
she is in a LoseLose double-bind.
Either I chose to be queer, and am thereby demented,
or God graces all forms of WinWin sexual expression,
which would be contrary to her homophobic enculturation,
so it is easier to believe I am nuts
to choose perversely
than to consider herself nuts
not to choose more graciously,
especially with regard to God’s creative capacity for love,
rather than simplistic judgments
which look and smell and sound like patriarchal sexism
more than radical fertility of God’s healthy wealth
of incarnating love for all children,
red and yellow,
black and white,
gay and straight
and shades of grey transgenderal,
each is precious in our multiculturing
nurturing
MotherEarth’s sight.

What about your other sister?

Oh, she agrees.

With what, or whom?

She agrees we’re all nuts.

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Social NonDarwinists

We need to talk.

Is this one of those times
where you need to talk
and I must pretend to listen
while you rant?

Well, yes,
if you could extend this favor.

Your topic?

Social Darwinism.

Isn’t that the birthplace of unfettered Capitalism
and Fascism
and Totalitarianism
and anthropocentrism,
and plutocratic ecopolitics,
where greed to breed
and bleed-out others
is doing what comes naturally?

Umm, yes.
Or at least those are its long-term degenerative faces.

Do you find any hope
for a happy face
when talking at me
about predation and piracy
and chronic competitive survival issues?

Yes.
I mean no..

Or yes and no.

Exactly.
That’s why we need to talk.

And listen.

Yes, to both sides of Darwin’s evolution;
I mean, our revolution;
and both.

The Win-Lose survivalist competition’s zero-sum side…

And the sexier cooperative side
of WinWin cooperative fertility.

Yes, this living organic world
in which rights and responsibilities of reproduction
are Earth’s more matriarchal cooperative vocation,
understory of all our blood and gore
climate of pathology,
monocultural competing histories.

Please tell me we are not heading
to Left and Right reprise,
for this anthem grows exhausting
to my cooperative WinWin ears.
You preach to our gospel choir
as if we were Pirate Darwinists
rather than socially regenerative evolutionists
already.

My chronic frustration shows
only to those who agree with me already
as those other aliens will not WinWin BothAnd listen.

Well baby, we all hear in stereo,
or at least most of us can.
Just lay out Darwin’s BothAnd experience
and scientific observation.

I’ll try to keep this short.

Already too late for that
I fear.

Darwin,
biologists,
and human people with reproductive experience,
or even just reproductive desires,
live and breath and beat within and to Earth’s cooperative rhythms
of mutual WinWin fertility.
If this were not our understory of ecopolitical multigenerational
and multiculturing change
and healthy long-term growth,
then the WinLose competitions of prey and predator
could not sustain
as a majority norm,
as a median status,
much less as a monopoly story of nutritional economics.

So you would remind us
of what we already know from cooperatively fertile experience,
any system,
to remain a viable system,
must capture a WinWin double-binding positive feedback yield
within its interdependent ecosystemic environment
adequate to multiculturally sustain perennial development.
Those systems that fail
with predominance of producing WinWin outcomes
over consuming WinLose incoming
are failing Win/Lose ego-centric,
yet not ectosymbiotic eco-centered,
systems.

Yes,
I hope that was why we needed to talk
and listen.

But,
what about this Type A personality argument,
that too much contentment,
hoarded wealth safeguarding egos from discomfiting challenges
and Win/Lose threatening competitions
produce Queen Bee satiated outcomes,
absence of motives to get ahead
or behind something better,
and long-term dysfunction
of over-bloated monoculturing egos
and supremacist families
and elitist tribes
and anthropocentric dis-humaneing species?
Nothing breeds failure
like too much WinLose success.

That is,
although I hesitate to say it,
LeftBrain Either/Or deduction,
and reductionism of RightBrain’s apppositional agreement,
finding discomfort
from excessive barriers to active ecpolitical cooperation,
cooperative-systemic supports for co-ownership and democratic governance
without which reproductive rights and lefts bilaterally unbalance,
leading to self-dissatisfied suboptimizing depressions,
lack of regenerative motivations,
and eventual chronic stressed Type B behaviors,
like suicide
self-anger and loathing,
fear and paralyzing paranoia
about overcrowded climates of growing pathology,
Earth’s landscapes of deadly Win/Lose demise.

I’m not sure what is my double-binding both-and positive take away,
much less yours.

I wish we could stop hearing Social Darwinism
as an antisocial oxymoron of capitalism.
Darwin,
like all those enraptured within Earth’s reproductive nature,
heard and saw both our cooperative WinWin understory
of matriarchal-line regenerate fertility
and the competitive WinLose history
of predator piracy over preying victims
that someone else will be today’s weaker loser,
even if I might have to help Mother Nature along
just a bit
by giving some other barely standing person
a nudge under the train
so the rest of us have more room
to get on
and stay on our trembling train
for one more daily ride.

You know, dear,
sometimes we get lost in your mixed analogies,
and yet the days of the Great Train
requiring a daily human sacrifice
to continue our torturous ride to hell
are largely behind us.

I hope that’s true.
Yet, I hope we might all cooperatively board
a more regenerative SocialEvolution Train
of Left and Right
BothAnd
WinWin thrivalism,
to let go of Left or Right
EitherOr
WinLose survivalism.

Sounds more like a prayer for revivalism
of reproductive rights and wrongs
of social ego/eco-systemic bountifulism.

Did we talk?

You tell me.
You’re the one with Type A need
to competitively talk and act out
in your speaking means not listening
assertive way.
When I speak,
I assume the only person deeply listening
for what we might say next
is me.

Which is why we need to talk more.

Maybe.
But also why you always want the last endless word.

I resemble that.

[Yes you do,
but if I say this out loud
then you will continue more language
about what both is and is not true
and when
and where
and why;
an anthem as well sung
by a WinWin hopeful cricket.]

I can still hear you,
you know.
I feel more like a hammering away red-headed woodpecker,
hungry;
not ever, even once, satiated.

[Now that you’ve had the last word,
perhaps a bit less hungry.]

Still hungry.

[0-sum WinWin namaste]

That won’t work either.

[ ]

Closer.

[…]

[.]

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The Second Principle of Ego and Eco Systems

Obtain a regenerative yield,
a positive,
rather than negative, feedback loop,
better than an absence of harmonic feedback screech
of mental and physical madness,
political parties become monocultural mobbing holocausts,
bodies become cancerous hoarders,
churches designed by and for
hierarchical inequalities of spiritual-natural responsibility
for plutocratic celibate authorities, presumably hetero,
males only,
and don’t even ask them to start thinking outside their god-given triage
about transgenderal nurturing opportunities
within Earth’s nondual co-arising Paradise.

How do we distinguish
between a healthy garden and a weed patch?
By nurtured nutritional outcomes,
positive yield,
inclusively diversifying so more robust profits,
growing healthy wealth creolizing potential,
including harvesting of seeds and bulbs
for our next even more cooperatively self-governing regeneration.

How do we distinguish
between a church or temple or synagogue
and a weed patch?
As above.

How do we distinguish
between playing with abundant time vocations
and indentured competing against time servitudes?
Same answer,
where seeds and bulbs
are cooperative,
organic,
unfold reverse-hierarchically, from within,
composed of and for multiculturing interdependent relationships
which we nutritionally enable together
as Earth’s Common Cooperative Church as Garden
producing positive nutritious yields
again,
for and of future faithful self-with-other
ego/eco balancing
regenerators,
doing our best to obtain a positive every-day
at-home
responsible yield for us, together
cooperatively-held, owned, governing,
nurturing and nutritious authorities.

The Second Principle of Permaculture Design:
Capture and ReInvest
your regenerative vocational yield,
and not so much the other yucky stuff.

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Sowing As We Would Reap

Who is Creator to you?
Are you made in God/Goddess image
or is your Creator made through your best self-image?
Embedded,
incarnating,
co-incarnating,
co-incidental organic-harmonic phenomena
of your nondual inter-communicating mindbody.

What and where is Creator God for you?
Found only in Paradise,
heard and seen and smelled in renewing Promised Eden,
or what remains of healthy organic Earth’s landscapes
and climates.

Did Paradise make humans
in divine Creator’s collective creolizing image
of minerals and water and clay
of love as synergy
requiring radical co-empathic trust?
Or at least inviting profound ecopolitical cooperative ownership.

Where lies and grows,
evolves and revolves,
beauty and truth Paradise?
God’s creation
our shared Earth home for wild nature,
inspiration of each and every polypathic soul
not overly commodified,
entirely domesticated except for conscripting death,
subcontracting terrified killers
of aliens and criminals
who were themselves young victims
of absent Paradise.

God invites armies and navies,
renaturing marines for healing soil,
planting embryonic Paradise trees
so Creator can,
through reincarnate Creations,
rebuild Paradise forests.

We pray to harvest peace
yet do not recall our Creator’s invocation
to plant our healthiest wealth
of Paradise reforested,
a climate home of wonder
altering God’s co-present peace.

 

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Domestic Entertainments

I find my entertainments close to home
as nothing could be more wildly hilarious
and downright curious
than my own complex teenagers
who sometimes speak
and do their math
about what adds up toward our shared
and independent
futures.

Then there are cacophonous birds
mourning doves and sparrows
blue jays and robins
yellow finches and ravens
greeting dawning light
as if some unprecedented miracle were unfolding
about which they will chatter and chirp amongst themselves
for many generations to come,
like climate marchers
just happy to be here
for this climaxing stellar event.

Then too I have neighbor watching and listening
which picks up more during afternoons,
after school buses drop off
wounded and yet still wondering kids,
with dogs and cats and even grandparents
to greet them,
while moms and dads slave away
at their own employee entertainments.

Meanwhile squirrels and chipmunks
scold and scamper
with playful industry,
or playing at industry,
who could say?

Worms are burrowing in the garden,
hopefully,
although I hate to interrupt them
solely for my frivolous fancies
regarding appropriate adult entertainment.

They often respond, upon my thunderous devastation
of enlightening presence,
as if they were having some intimate moment
that I have immodestly exposed to light.
I apologize
and move on.

The bumble bees have posted flying sentries
around my front porch,
each flying in place all day long
tiny yellow and black helicopters
engaged in serious military intelligence gathering
over my scandalously erratic comings and goings,
importations and exportations,
exhortations,
and, even worse,
often actually sitting down on their porch’s swing,
rocking back and forth,
and staring back,
just as if I were not least bit intimidated.
Merely curious
about what’s so valuable at home
up under their roof
that they find me such a suspicious alien threat.

But really,
for me,
these bumbling buzzing sentries are merely entertainment.
I especially love to watch
when they occasionally dive-bomb each other
for some inscrutable random whimsy
in which it occurs to me
their placement may be a pageant
having nothing to do with me,
other than my enjoyment
of their benign entertainments
here in this home we share.

While star gazing
and looking for the moon’s rise and fall,
wax and wane,
sailing behind and between diaphanous clouds,
stretch my focus further out at night,
this seems to suit my at home dreams
as do these raucous insects
selling nocturnal sex and happiness
as if my backyard
on down toward the river
were their red light flowing district.

It amuses me,
hearing their combined intensity of purpose,
to continue my entertainments
on through each warm month night
until its time for those gospel choiring birds
to squawk and chirp
whistle and cheep
another at home climate marching dawn.

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