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Sabbath Morning Harvest

Who am I today?
as I rise out to play
at being again
this ego I entertained yesterday
with passion plays
pleasure’s recreation story

Epic one-day opera
folding into Northern Autumn
yet again unfolding.

Who would I choose to harvest
yet again this day?
one affectionately loyal advocate
within this day’s EarthTribe Council

Economically and politically
transactionally and co-empathically
polypathically inspired and polyculturally perspired,
reassessing what we have together
we could not have apart

CoPassionate trust
that LeftBrain’s Golden Truths
inherit an indigenous BiNomial Power of DiPolarity

Like ego/’mono-theistic cobinary panentheism
blends RightBrain’s deep felt Synergetic Trust

Prosperously ecologizing RNA’s divine DNA
reborn organic bias
for PanTheistic Positive Politics
non-violently balancing this day’s
healthy EarthPeace harvest.

Who are we again this Northern Autumn Climate Day?
nesting Sabbath animists
evolving toward growing yet another
extended copassion family
more than sufficient for this holy day.

We progress EarthTribe’s best
when we play together
celebration day,
singing and dancing shameless freedom’s
blameless naked
wordless child

Reweaving new eyed opportunities
to re-experience pronoia harvest loves
within Earth’s grace-felt natural
eco-spiritual
neurological networks
harnessing EarthPositive recollection

ReMembering
ReConnecting
religious EarthTribe’s bilateral dipolarity,
WinWin dialectical fusion
regathering AnthroMind/EarthBody
spiritual/natural co-redemption

Perennial healthcare regifting
polycultural organic design
and polyvagal sacred development
of healthy internal
for wealthy external
Sabbath wonder,
belonging together landscapes
freed of overpopulated longing manscapes

Who are we this another Sabbath Harvest Day?
as we co-arise passion to continue
EarthTribe’s fertile pleasure

Revolutionary polyculturing cooperation
optimizing freedom from systemic trauma’s
original sin

LeftHemisphere verbally dominant rewards
seldom speak of sacred coital climax
animistic/pantheistic DNA/RNA
ReGenerative Harvest Tribes
for deeply sacred pleasure
impassioned organic life.

Who am I today?
as We re-arise to celebrate
feeling polyamorous naked reconnection
dawning this another EarthTribe Sabbath Day

Where grows non-ideological
polyculturally empowered gardens
and autumn’s postcoital organic farms
cooperatively managed
with deeply democratic listening potential

Emotional co-intelligence
felt for and from prehistoric spellbound Elders
fulfilling love each borrowed Sabbath Day
gifted ecologically forward
with pantheistically blessed re-assurance
fallowing organic EarthTribe’s falling harvest
co-atonement way.

Who are Me/We today?
In this world MotherGaia so loves
S/He regives one dawning Sun

We each receive enlightened
empowering felt belief
relief another eternal day
reborn organic way
sacredly unperished.
from yesterday’s Win/Win
AniMysticMind/PolyAmorousBody
sacredly sung
and organically danced
peak paradise rememory,
EarthTribe’s root systemic
democratic health cooperative
re-emergence.

How do we re-ligion
to include EarthTribe’s passion/pleasure
blameless/shameless play
this Revolutionary Golden Pronoia Day?

Autumn’s rituals
like re-selecting healthiest pollen seeds
dormant promise for co-empathic re-elected trust
against returning to darker dusk’s cold mistrust

Frosty climates of monotheistic terror
in paranoid prehistoric stories
of barely surviving the fittest avenging God
throughout eternally devolving organic space
without sufficient sacred reawaking time.

Who are we this Northern Autumn Day?
as we rise up to Panentheistically Play
designing and developing
inter-religiously healthy
polyamorous Sabbath Ways

Bicamerally co-intelligent harvest
healing yesterday’s anthro-theistic
irreligious
colonizing craze.

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Late Fall

Outside views
remind me
Earth already represents
early winter
in my sacred EarthTale

Of internal climate healthy
redevelopment
heart mediated
in dialogue with nonverbal
Right/Left resonant
muse-integrity

Silent
sacred
mindful rest
promised
through winter’s hibernating
nest

Before best health days
of our grandchildren’s wealthiest lives
will struggle
seething still and silent
to not out loud envy
our apartheid cold messages

Time to “Man Up”
to get through my depressed
Yintegral chronic oppressed
trans-indigenous
multicultural potential

To winter through
LeftBrain monoculturing
viral win/lose dominance
over marginalized
“disabled” RightBrain prominence

Of late Fall
sinful PatriCapital daze
in my chronic LeftBrain dominant
entertaining
homiletic hubris

My monotheistic sublime
mid-summer protagonist
of all unspoken monoculturing passion narratives
expecting,
anxiously anticipating
my personal StraightWhite Patriarchal
anthrosupremacist savior

A late Fall god-given
self-righteous entitlement
defensive about dubious undemocratic
healthy transcendent fertility

Taking more than my four square share
of EarthTribe’s freezing ZeroSum
final regenerative inhale
rather than a NonZero
full-harvest gratitude exhale

To co-passion grandchildren’s
regenerate healthy inhale
balancing passionately co-invested
forgiving exhale

Spiraling dynamically out
toward full-spectral
four seasonal healthy wealth
of cross-generational
restoring Earth’s
lifetime emergence,
AnthroSacred

Balancing this compassioning
late Fall mountain moment
co-invested back toward inspiring
spirited spring
of my indigenous
bicameral
original natural/spiritual
EarthJustice bilateral wisdom

This win/lose LateFall day
is Not
THE END (yet)

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Autumn’s Failing Consciousness

New England’s post election trees
shed a few teary waving leaves.
Morning sky tries to shine resilience
yet lingers in ominous grey overcast
of silent waiting through despair.

In Michigan and Wisconsin and Pennsylvania
tens of thousands of mothers
who cherish their daughters
are beating themselves up about yesterday;
longing for a do-over
to avoid confidence in false predictions
of safely voting their libertarian ecoconsciousness,
or too quietly staying home
to rake falling fertile leaves.

Failing leaves feel their personal mortality,
too old, over-extended, to survive another bitter winter
of ex-patriation
while maternal nurturing root systems survive through hibernation,
deeply embedding in Earth’s nutritional compost
of yeasty faith,
waiting for another Advent ecopolitical Season.

Not a branch,
not even a twig stirs from frosty lethargy
wondering Why?
Why would we decide slavery must be illegal
because immoral
yet sexual and capital and incorporated predation
remains legally and morally ambiguous,
as if wealth of male supremacist nobility
were God’s full harvest of regenerative moral gifts,
excusing by betraying grace
this fortunate entitlement
of LeftBrain enduring cockiness
to welcome this winter’s misery,
Earth’s hiatus from integrally nurturing ecology.

Hiding even the sun’s radiant morning glory
from disunited piles of leaving ballots
already preparing to fertilize richer soils
in four more autumnal climate years.

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Tao Calendar

Where did we come from?

asked winter, of gratitude.

Who and what are we becoming and belonging?

asked spring, of hope.

Where are we going?

asked summer, of faith.

How did we get here, again?

asks fall, with incarnating grace,

winnowing harvest’s climatic outcomes,

regenerative, redeem-and-balance, economic mind.

 

Each life,

and all life,

is a coincidental ReGenesis Project.

How are yours coming along?

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Treeology

Tree in rock

Wood sapped Energy succudancing gnarling roots

grasping trees of life

erupt to full parasitic bloom

within millennial Great Transition

toward autumnal winnowing of karmic stamina.

 

Fire brings full-flaming confidence

derived from summer’s thirsty rain of seed-

diastolic recessing roots

plunging and emerging

as rich deep regenetic learning:

Communing forests blanket mythic understories.

 

Keep going back, back further,

before space emerged from tempered Voice

to once within our EarthTribe Time

when Trees of Life pushed out

from gravitas of boldly

hidden polyculturing embrace.

Villages incarnate from fire-lit stories shared,

and love of Other

bursting nutrient notes

dancing Earth’s Permacultured Opera.

 

My chords and chorus sing through ears

I hope to synchronize with gratitude,

sight with sound

becoming with being

longing with belonging

bi-rooted functions

uncovering emergent Tao

graving information of Positive Treeology.

 

What grows primal

feels irrationally magical

crystal-fractal;

green-leafed anonymously silent saplings

waving from and for ancient cliffs of paradigmatic rock.

 

Stoned paradigms of ancient Orthodox

sing echoing synchronicity,

dancing rocks within my rolling mind

learning how to rhyme with age,

unfold color fragrant grace-carnating Tao.

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