Organic Infrastructure

Such a cold ugly word
like a patriarchal weapon,
a technology
substituting for a warm organic nurturing network
flowing through a great river
of eye-to-eye revolving time.

Pointing out,
perhaps in as well,
systems, like people,
can support Positive Nutrition
and Energy Outcomes


Negative Toxins and Dissonant Waste,
And usually some of both;
Lose-sum total.

Lose face,
a bit of life’s potential
dynamic animality,
organic co-humanity,
conscious network cognizability,
resonant resilientability,
organic sustainability,
memory multicultural existentiality,
becoming being ability,
ZeroZone reality,
WuWei rationality,
YangOut with YinIn co-empathy.

These are all OpenDoor gifts
I WinWin cherish
as I rise
and sit
with dawn
and settling dusk;
not losing,
but gaining double-binding face.

of revolving Light Energy,
pointing out,
and maybe Positive Deep Learning in.

Some see only LeftBrain infrastructure
where others also feel RightBrain
Sacred MotherEarth networking.

But everyone without LeftBrain monoculturing pathology
can see and hear both together
better with outside voices
and nurturing environments
than merely LeftBrain inside voices
longing to belong
on planet Earth
in this operatic homeschool
within this epic time.


GodTalk in School

I was listening to a newly converted Republican woman
explain why she so gladly left
the less redeeming Democratic fold.

“We need to bring God back
into our schools.”

My reactions and responses
are full spectrum
from “Amen!”
“I wonder why He left?
Are schools really that bad
where she lives?”

Soon I came back to
Who or what does she mean
by “God”?

Does she mean GodTalk?

For this Democrat
there isn’t much
quickly coming to mind or body
that is not speaking and acting out
spiritual experience
of this divine Universe,
our sacred loving Unity,
yet also secularizing degenerative lack thereof.

Perhaps it is this lack of experience
with school-based God as LoveTalk
that she believes was once there
but is no longer nurtured.

No longer as likely to feel present
and nutritious
as compared to toxic fear
of feeling
and hearing
and seeing
bullets spraying
from an isolated and bullied adolescent’s
military-industrializing assault rifle–
not really such a great PositivEnergy learning tool.

Perhaps it is a climate of punishing fear
of retributive tools and toys
rather than restorative healing
through direct spiritual PositivEnergy experience
of communicating sacred Grace,
Feeling free to speak of such natural spirituality
as life
within pro-life deep learning environments,
to be pro-polyculturing life outcomes
in all our rich and deep nature-spirit diversity
of God-Allah’s Authentic,
and Beautiful creolizing Creation.

Perhaps she notices
a predative
secularizing absence of cooperative nature-spirit grace
leaving a void futilely filled
with competing all-natural egocentric states
of addictive and colonizing,
terrorizing and rapacious,
exploiting and fake-patriotic supremacist sins
against God
and His sacred society CoCreations,

His Beloved
in and out of school
co-redeeming patriarchalLeft-matriarchalRight Lovers
of graces
within deep learning incubation places.

This Democrat
says Amen
to bringing GodTalk
and GoodLoveNews of sacred Golden Green CoLearning Rules
and divine WinWin Golden Listening Ratios
and EarthSoul polypathic communications
and AnimaMundi bilateral creolizing meditations
and deep learning PositivEnergy conversations
about Climate Health for
and with
and of SolarSpirit SystemicGod
listening quietly
within Earth’s Paradise Rapture ReFound.


WiseElder Childhood Conversations

I refuse to learn a difference
between EcoHabitat
and God’s Creative Reign At Hand;

between secular EarthDay sacraments of wonder
and sacred ecology of deep dense awe,
both within WinWin GaiaEarth’s
PositivEnergy Proposal

more of a Promised Healthy Climate handshake,

I cannot,
with full integrity,
extend invitations
that sound like threats,
to WinWin cooperative children
requiring they change their innocent minds
about not settling for Win/Lose competitions
between their sacred LeftBrain body identities
and their inside RightBrain EarthSoul

[OK, for the kids,
Dick is Green
and ambidextrous LeftBrain ecological,
while Jane is more ultra-violet
and RightBrain intuitive
WinWin prime relational,
more matriotic EarthSoul
and not so much patriotic
Red White and Blue Dick]

For here is where
innocence of RightBrain dominant childhood
double-bound in WiseElder pre-verbal DNA scripts
listen for teachers and preachers
across Beloved Nondual Muses of past voices,
dipolar, not necessarily bipolar,
co-arising Original PositivEnergy,
democratic EarthTrusting CoRelational,
creolizing nutritional intent.

I was just thinking of Tarzan
singing and swinging some gospel
while Jane swings and dances
through their colorful
fresh forest.]

Original Creator Intent
toward transubstantiation
of RightBrain Beauty-Yin
transforming LeftBrain dominance
into Yang with Yin Regimes
for CoOperative Revolutionary Truths
secularly resilient
deductive productive WinWin systems

[And also sacredly resonant,
induced feelings
singing multicultural nested networks
polypathicLeft deep listening
with polyphonicRight]

Regenerate cooperative childhoods
toward WiseElder restorations.

[Humane liberating health
as also divine conservation of eco-wealth]


CareGiving Stories Continued

Wounded Sacred Dementia

My last foster care-provider
and -receiver story
is also a sad story
of my last special needs adoption
of bipolar born,
and oppositionally reared,

My BiPolar Wounded Child
turned an auspicious five
on the day I first saw her,
and promptly rejected her,
not in dipolar person,
but in a picture of Little Brown Girl
with Fetal Alcohol Syndrome
surrounded by huge multicolored balloons
like a bubble bath
gone delightfully wrong
for a demented princess,

And so has life proved to be
living in her often queenly raging
perpetual-childhood Reign,
not so wonderfully benign,
now mid-adolescent,
at least hormonally.

like Fetal Alcohol,
was on my list of
“Will not consider even meeting,
much less living and dying with.”

The local Department of Children and Families folks
knew I had a too-empty bedroom
and restorative therapeutic experience
and special needs caregiving training
they had provided,
patience I had practiced
rewoven cooperatively.

I was certified for FirstAid, but not Last,
and administering medications
and receiving ecotherapies
and what to do when a child is choking
and not yet choking
and mouth-to-mouth heart palpitation,
and avoiding ear-to-ear mind pulpitization.
Although, truthfully, I believe my Permaculture Design certification
was more helpful
for restorative WinWin therapy consultations
with wounded kids,
and their not-well-trained adults.

SocialWorker specialists
invited me to consider four kids
waiting for a less toxic residence.

One was Dementia.

Another older girl,
also AfricanAmerican,
wanted to wait for a home
without any male presence
in a threatening house,
due to past unthinkably unfortunate events,
furthering her internal climate
of ZeroSoul Zone pathologies.

A one year old white boy
would never walk.
I couldn’t see how I sprint
through a successful WinWin family outing
with two wheelchairs to push around.
It was already discouraging enough
with one
to often choose exploring voices outside,
now rather staying more too sedately home muted,
ZeroZone diluted,

The fourth was an older hispanic boy
who looked WinWin perfect
but then was suddenly hospitalized,
for reasons never ominously or even reassuringly explained,
and it looked likely he might never leave alive;

This was one of those moments
to pause
and wonder about therapeutic timing
and nutritious choices
creating WinWin nurturing branches
or not, more WinLose,
in others’ BusinessAsUsual lives,
not just my own ZeroZen SoulZone.

Dementia’s Social Worker
was WinLose pre-disposed and concomitantly desperate
to close her unfortunately least marketable case.
At five,
this BiPolar Dementia already had two priors.

Prior attempts at WinWin adoption
that ended LoseLose,
at best,
a toxic six weeks later.

She had bounced
from one unsuccessful
They Lose and I Lose foster home
to the next
and no one of them
trained for WinWin special needs alcoholic placements,
should there actually be such a training thing,
because they didn’t want such needs
demanding in their already too complicated
indoor lose some-lose Sum
ZeroSoul too dissonant lives.

I agreed to meet Dementia
because her SocialWorker had persuaded herself,
whether through ignorance
or incompetence
I still know not,
although I’ve heard no WinWin rule
that one is less ignorantly likely
to incompetently appear
without the other,
She was persuaded
Dementia was not alcohol baptized
BiPolar Competitive more than DiPolar CoOperative,
Marked for a lifetime of Trumpian Wounded Child struggle
with bipolar cognitive-affective dissonance,
dismay, despair,
dissonant eruptions,
in addition to her cerebral palsy lifetime
of stinky and wet incontinence.

I met Dementia
in her most successful
(least tragic) foster home.

Mom was surrounded by so many kids
she did not know what to do.
But remained wise enough
to promise strong toilet-training skills
if only so someone else
would finally change Dementia’s messy climate diapers.

I brought a Dorah doll
for her recently past fifth birthday
and asked her if she spoke Spanish.
I have no idea what she said in response,
probably not Spanish,
but she delighted in tearing the packaging
into confetti
with a suspiciously satisfied smile.

Dorah would live on for a few months,
gradually losing body parts.
An arm here,
a leg there.
She went bald,
unexpectedly one scissored night.
Then her capacity to speak
and sing evaporated,
a mixed blessing
in my opinion
not that it was often asked for,
or ever heeded,
or even appreciated when received.
Dorah’s merciful beheading
led to a tearful cremation.

I had a lot of questions
for FosterMom
because I could not understand a word
Dementia mumbled.
I wasn’t even sure
of distinguishing between Yes and No
other than the too obvious non-verbal communication
that filled in for NegativEnergy
dissonant messaging systems.

So I asked why she seemed to have no resonant consonants
and could she hear clearly?
Is that a lazy left-brained eye?
Hard to tell because she needs both Left
and Right eye surgery
for lids she cannot bicamerally lift
enough to see the warm brown gleam
of her smiling therapeutic eyes.

What are those bald patches
in her hair?
How is she coming along,
or merely commingling,
with incontinence?
Why is she a choking risk?
Why does she gulp and swallow her food whole?
Why is she throwing her food
and other nutritional
nurturing elements,
colored markers?
Who is she talking to now,
because I can’t see anybody
in front of her eyes and ears
can you?

Lots of questions.
Not many informed responses.
So I told Dementia’s SocialWorker
I would take her as a pending pre-adoption placement
but only if she promises to leave her with me
long enough
so we can get her medical attention
needed for better long-term health-wealth results.

Wounded Sacred Dementia: Part Two

Dementia’s derelict WinLose SocialWorker
suboptimizingly hesitates
when I tell her
I have not changed my mind
about not adopting Fetal Alcohol Syndrome
into my vulnerable home
with a seven-year-old AfricanAmerican boy
and unable to defend himself,
or even run paraplegically away,
in the likely event of predative attack
by a jealous younger girl-child
who needs to be the ego-nurtured baby addict
of her household.

My older two AfricanAmerican sons
could defend their Nubian Princely selves,
and most certainly would,
after all,
they had experience living with Tyrant
who was older
and bigger
and louder.

The SocialWorker commits to giving me six months
unless someone else comes along
as WinWin qualified
and ready to commit
to bipolar alcoholism
for ZeroZone Soul life.

We both knew how unlikely
this would unfold
in our shared HereNow
4Dimensional RealTime
of ZeroSoul understorying TaoSpirit.

So we got Dementia’s ears tubed,
all the better to hear our creolizing consonants with.
Her eyes WinWin opened
to communication’s PositivEnergy integrities
all the better to watch us form our cooperative consonants.
Her brain pictures
all the better to predict her bipolar
ZeroSoul RightBrain emotional swings.
Her scalp de-ringwormed
all the better to fill her pretty head
with ribbgons
and butterfly berets
on her own tiny yang-braids.
Her now open eyes
wearing glasses
all the better to watch us WinWin smile back
and too often LoseLose frown,
to be incontinently honest,
holding our noses and heads
against each LoseLose other.

By the end of the first week
she no longer needed to take food to bed with her.

By the end of the first day
she taught me
When Dementia rises from her feeding chair
during a meal,
more of an athletic event,
a wrestling match really,
to jump Yang-up and Yin-down
and run around,
this does not mean she is done eating,
or feeding,
or whatever.
She has other
messier ways
to let me know
when she’s All Done!!!!

Jumping during mealtime
is something about liking the food,
absorbing PositivEnergy nurture,
and needing to calm down
and express Yang-enthusiasm.

So I stop removing her food
until the pink plastic bowl is serenely empty.
Although she usually takes care of bowl removal
for me,
or against me–
not entirely sure she is sure.

I put out another bowl
if she asks for it
(no judgment)
and leave it out for her
to eat or feed on, again,
depending on your dipolar-bipolar perspective,
or to just check on from time to time
to be sure it remains there
and not yet LoseLose empty,
until she learns to trust me
to listen to her good food to eat
PositivEnergy messages
as much or little as she wants to share
whenever she wants.
All I require is a Please?
Not even ThankYou!
although that would be nice,
and PositivEnergy appreciated.

So, no need to hoard food
or bolt it down without chewing
or LoseLose throw it
before someone takes it away.

more like a slow groaning year,
Dementia’s SocialWorker
threatens to remove her from my care
rather than leaving her with me
until she finds a more appropriate pre-adoptive placement.

Is this a WinWin promise
or a WinLose threat?

I offer to help her recruit an ego-ecotherapeutic adult
or two
without young vulnerable children
and pets,
and too awfully many sharp knives
and scissors
and voices,
who might agree to adopt
if I provide monthly respite.

But the Professional SocialWorker
in her infinitely divine
ZeroSum Win-Lose wisdom
does not want my help.
She refuses to look for a household without high risks
of further Dementia dings,
or to even disclose Fetal Alcohol labels
to prospects for WinWin adoption,
Or to even find an appropriate foster placement
in which Dementia could more successfully
more restoratively,
with further resilience and self-sustainability,
wait and heal and hope
for that just-right therapeutic parent(s).

I am now persuaded
that Dementia’s best restorative justice and peace hope
is to be rescued from her demented SocialWorker
and, to be fair,
from a retributive lack of welfare committed system
designed to reward the heavily mortgaged SocialWorker
for punitive anti-BirthFamily decisions
not in Dementia’s best
or long-term healthy interests.

My AfricanAmerican husband and older sons agreed,
given SocialWorker’s issues,
fueled by denial of internal climate pathologies,
we should proceed toward WinWin committed adoption
and hope for our mutual therapeutic best,
and not worst,
somehow both care-giving and care-receiving democracy,
mutual creolizing acclimation
as a resilient Left and resonant Right
multiculturing household,
sort of a PositivEnergy networking nest.

I would have asked my youngest son
but would not have known how to ask,
nor how to misunderstand his non-verbal benign response.

So Dementia is still with us,
turning seventeen later this year,
our only post-millennial girl
living with five trans-millennial males,
deep listening with Dementia
teaching hard lessons:

Resilience is to LeftBrain cognitive dissonance
as RightBrain Resonance
is to affective disintegration,
as notnot PositivEnergy
WinWin democratic trust
is to NegativEnergy LoseLose autocratic anti-trust
in self or Professional SocialWorker other.

Resilience Left and Resonance Right
polypathic Yang and Polyphonic Yin
nurturing nutrients
for rich dense resonantly complex
WinWin attitudinal
and behavioral co-empathic systems.

Just as chaotically dissonant
WinLose angry
and LoseLose fearful ecopolitical systems
can grow wickedly complex interdependencies
unraveling GoldenRule cooperative
WinWin strategies
to sustain self-other perpetuating equanimity.

Resilient healthy gains
despite fading outdoor voice losses
of RightBrain therapeutic polyculturing resonance.

has her own wild
polarizing resonance of voices
as deep and sacred
with each new outdoor RedSky dawn
as resilient resonant DNA-RNA Solidarity
Blues-inside imparts.



CareGiving Fostered Stories

The Tyrant

Was born ginger
and learned WhiteRacist
from Dad
dead now about a year.

Possibly opioid addiction
but certainly something
in growing families
of yin-suppressed
LeftBrain too dominant
to chemical acclimations.

Dad left by death
Tyrant’s also addicted
and chronically depressed mother
And his only white racist
twelve year old ginger son,
Who looked disturbingly like me
when I was twelve
so many fading
domesticating decades ago.

The Tyrant was delivered to my condominium door
as a weekend emergency
because his self-medicating mourning Mom
finally used up life insurance money
was also out of medication
mostly out of LeftBrain consciousness
totally out of custodial luck

Because someone in LeftBrain SocialWorker Deductive Heaven
it would be more therapeutically restorative
for Tyrant Son,
who adored his loving Mom,
and missed his admittedly racist Dad
and for his Professionally Kept Mother
to live apart
until she could afford
to give more robust care with him.

Instead they paid me
more than enough
to share our home
and food

So he could feel guilty
about building a nutritious life
deprived of her
And she could feel raped
by loss of his smell and touch,
All she had left
of her ranting husband
with life insurance
figuring he was worth
no less than $10,000.

The Tyrant stayed
six months
to finish out his school year
where he had been
while living in a motel
with his Mom
and eating out in restaurants
until the ten thou ran out
as did her credit cards.

Then I had to explain
he would not stay longer
because he verbally abused,
hate crimed,
bullied my two younger
and smaller
African-American sons
in their own non-N-word home
where they should feel at least safe
and at best unconditionally loved.


The GayBoy

The GayLatino came because
his foster home trail
of several sordid years
was too homophobic
to feel at home
when his homo hormones kicked in
or even around
foster over-populated housing.

That my AfricanAmerican husband
and GingerMe are gay
was both the reason they called
and the reason they kept a sharp supervisory
suspicious eye.

GayLatino had been sexually active
within prior foster homes,
although I suspect
I only heard
the safest of these stories.

Anyway, GayLatino came with acne
and his hands across his smile
to not offend
with badly misaligned
neglected teeth,
and stoop shouldered body language.
More of a sad sloucher
than a gay glad athlete.

But we visited an orthodontist
several times
and his acne went away with treatment,
and his gay foster dads
did not touch
other than a rare hug
after having been granted temporary permission.

GayLatino looked in his 17 year old mirror
and saw that it was VERY BUENO
and told me he would live with his grandmother
as he moved out to live with his new lover
and his new lover’s not-well-boundaried mother.

Now GayLatino
had lived with his grandmother
right after surviving a drug bust
with a full blown urban SWAT
that pulled his Pops
into prison
and his lovely fading Mom
out to hardrock streets.

The family meth business
was no more
and all she knew to feed her addictions
was to compromise her personal sacred space
and time for PrimeRelationships.

GayLatino was badly hurt
by his parents’ lack of regard
for his,
and his brothers’, health and safety,
Angry and afraid about lack of care
for their own health and safety,
and what this might portend
for his own healthy-wealthy future.

His family anchor
was his grandmother,
his jaded Mother’s mother,
Who was sad about her daughter
and loved her Gay grandson–
now with handsome spanish-smiling teeth
and slick hair grooming breathlessness.

While GayLatino had briefly lived with her
as an emergency foster placement,
she could not keep him
or his brothers
because she could not provide
a healthy household budget
to prove capable to wealth afford them
without a foster care-receiving stipend.

Some Professional SocialWorker
undoubtedly from Too-Ivoried Heaven,
had supremely declared
Relatives are socially preferred placements
for ecopolitical foster care
relatives cannot economically need foster care stipends
that a nonrelative care-provider may legitimately require
to adequately budget room and board.

It is this State Policy,
more therapeutic to pay a stranger
than to give foster care ransom
to a loving grandmother
so she can afford to be
his preferred
more therapeutic
restorative resident healthcare provider
as she cared for him,
off and on,
his whole pre-gay life.

I still reassuringly hear and see him smile
from time to time
through FaceBook pictured captions.


Family Health Assessment

I have watched my youngest son
while nurses give him baths
using diverse models of health optimization
ranging from PositivEnergy Promotion,
restorative ego-eco
I-Thou therapies,
to lower not too much NegativEnergy concerns
for hygienic technology professional management,
anger and fear commercialized insurance
consumer protection assurance,
in which their client,
my youngest son,
tends to disappear
from competitively BusinessAsUsual
reductively disengaged
solipsistic view.

I could say the same of parents
and older siblings
reading a story elite professionally,
but not nonelite co-passionately,

And of teachers
not actively listening to our own best and curiously paradoxical lessons
on living within more cooperative aspirations
for health abundant
fertile wealth.


I have an eldest son
addicted to his outside search
for inside self-esteem.

He would be a Loyal Taoist Soldier
if he had not grown up and out
among secularized angry yin-suppressors
of Beauty’s rich creolizing values.

He would African-American be
a somewhat hyperactive
yet WiseElder Mystic
if he had been raised by Taoist Sisters
rather than a yin-fearful,
supremacist patriarchal
Yang-dominant LeftBrain
-eccentric lack of Yang-Yin
Left-Right bilaterally balancing
deep sacred learning
cooperatively-owned culture.

I have an eldest son
who strongly prefers
to not go an entire day,
much less a week,
and a month would be eternity in empty hell,
without his Muse-THC.
stoned into rhythmic musicality.

Just as he was not to go through his best day,
and week,
and month of early school development
without feeling stoned
by his invisibility
as a person who mattered,
has noble and righteous and sacred potential,
gifts of mystic yin-rooted cooperative value
for singing and dancing
drumming and beating
expressing Gaia’s Wondrous EarthSoul

Creolizing rhythms
Beat with syncopated
Mystic Warrior Values.

I have three sons,
one demented daughter,
born midst YangLeft Industrializing overshoot,
Tipping Pointed
to expose premillennial prejudice
of Yang as value rich
and Yin as matriotic under-valued,
hearing later millennial Revolutions
against Yang overconsumption
of Sacred Mystical Earth
and concomitant bloated human over-population

As measured by my nonelite sons
and one demented sacred daughter
who know this threatening pathological climate
already depresses their basic special humane yin-value
as icons of MotherEarth’s beautiful
sense of polyculturing humor.

Someday my eldest son
may read pre-millennial prophets
forecasting ZeroZen WinWin Fusing Dipolar Economists
re-centering his true and beautiful
Yin-Mystic sacred value
African-American creolized
in Western restoring therapeutic
Yang/Yin Resilient Justice.

He may yet read
of postmillennial healers
restoring PositivEnergy Democracy
double-binding notnot NegativEnergy
mystical dualdark values

He will see himself
as an ego-ecosystemic cooperative producer
of healthier nature-spirit food,
absorbing WiseElder creolizers
embracing bilaterally balancing disciplines
harmonic sacred education
provoking deep rich secular bicameral Yang-Yin
Ego-WiseElder Eco deep-listening

I have an eldest son
who will remember
what he must have always pre-THC known,
YangCultures are nutritionally healthy
only as they are also not YinClimate pathological,
demonizing WiseElder Mystics and Matriarchs,
haters of Yang-Yin polypaths
polyphonic rhythms and patterns,
bigots against WinWin music and full-octaved color
of our best and healthiest
resiliently multicultural selves.

I have three sons
and one demented daughter
watching Yang too-extractive fuel-empowered
destabilizing GoldenEra possibilities
for Yang/Yin fractal synergy
internal-external integrity
of ego-eco systemic bilaterality
for regenerative creolizing society,
restoring Left-RightBrained resiliently
climate and landscape brilliantly
mindbody Yang wealth of Yin Mysticality

CoArising NonDual Health,
ZeroZen bicamerally certified
for polyculturing abundant secular-sacred wealth
of Egos in
co-operating resilient Ecos out,
breathing together in,
then out,
refolding creolizing in again.


Out for a BigWheel Spin

I take a four-fold spin
through Bill Plotkin’s wheel
of bilateral identities,
iconic developmental faces,
ironic personalities.


FIRST comes Eastern-born
dawn of human infancy,
Innocent Sage infants
so WiseElder
in our LeftBrain emergent
wrinkling unfolding
sacred RightBrain ways.

Searching for care giving eyes
to be sure we do
and do not know
what we are nutritionally together,
sometime toxically apart,
too impatiently,
loudly exclaiming.


SECOND Innocent of Language children
grow toward the far side of pubescence,
when cooperative extroverted curiosity
turns to more competitive introverted
hope for loss of virginal
alone identity innocence.

We turn post-pubescent
South for our Wild,
but too quickly over-domesticated,
Indigenous Immigrants toward adulthood,
into Earth’s sacred-secular stewardship
of healthy neighborhoods.

High hormonal adolescence
flows full sensory-bonding
through rivers of kinship
with other polyculturing
young adult species,
hang outs,
mash ups,
meet ups,
seemingly endless
but hopefully PositivEnergy dialogue
among optimistic hopers,
not nihilistic deniers,
not supremely self-satisfied fascists,
totalitarian bullies
monoculturing bigots
and haters
of natures other than their own.

Although these are the end times
for Earth’s Wild Indigenous Anthropocene,
great and small nature-spirit TippingPoints
West YangLeftBrain–
RightBrain ElderYin
Eastern NonDual CoOperativity.


Third SunGod sets now
too quickly for our continued Western patriarchal dominance
to co-arise Muse-Beloved Parents and Communities,
mature bilateral spirit-minds with nature-bodied adults,
wording our wending Blue-Green Way
toward turquoise-ultraviolet WiseElders,
another Spiral Dynamic stepping change
from Halocenes of RNA Red memory
into AnthroBilateral sensory scenes
of Green DNA
healthy-wealthy futures.

Muse-Beloved Western sky worshipers
fearing red skies at shipping out night
may be sailor’s delight
but it was not our graced intent to swim
or merely float
through nightmare floods
brought to us
by Gaia’s Wild Indigenous Rage
at inhumane monoculturing stupidity.

PositivEnergy Western Democracies
grow mature imaginative PositivEnergy networking parents,
adult idealistic,
often appropriately romantic,
co-operative mentors
for strongly Wild Indigenous
SunPatriot-EarthMatriot MultiCulturing Immigrants
toward our mature bicameral EcoMindfulness.

Muse-Beloved teachers
grow out through bilaterally self-reflective adolescent roots,
still reveling through nightmares
and daydreams of humane-growing destiny,
death and dying to YangEgo supremacy,
patient with yin-mystery
oxymorons of good/bad humor

Anti-ecological evangelicalism
blind to its own LoseLose strategic fascism
of intellectual property
as sole divine monocultural ownership
of love as grace
our secular-sacred
Muse-Beloved Human Polyculturing Egos
and EcoCommunities
made of EgoEco ReStoring Health Families.

Parents as Beloved Muses
move back toward Northern WiseElder memories,
and memes and enthymemes,
shared in childhood nurturing CreationStories
of DivaSpiraling AniMommy Mundi,
Hawks and Doves
speaking Wizard PolyPathic Magic,
Prophets of Climatic Doom
but also PositivEnergy internal polyphonic
deep listening learners
loving home-rooted family hermitage life

But also more ActiveHope
Work That Reconnects
EgoEco Psychopomp CoOperative Incubators
PositivEnergy Restorative Therapy
for Holonic WiseElder NatureSpirits
from ZeroZen North


Fourth SpaceTime
Alpha and Omega TippingPoints
of sacredRight
4D RealTime,
also Left EgoEco polynomial bilateral.

Nurturing WiseElders,
often wrinkled from not enough innocence of age
and too much lack of innocents age,
but sometimes post-millennially precocious
NaturalLeft co-arising SpiritualRight Leaders,
benevolently nonviolent mentors
of cooperative ownership
and co-investment
in restoring health as justice,
egoLeft with ecoRight
Bodhisattva PeaceWarriors,
Planters and Harvesters,
CoMessianic EarthLove Matriots
GodFather Tree Huggers
and PositivEnergy Democratic CoInvestors
in Earth’s Health-Wealth
Resilience-Resonance Reports.

WiseElders of all transmillennial ages
look for Ego sustainability
through resilient/resonant EarthHealth Results.

Resilience scales to measure resonant health
as sufficient wealth capacity
to re-acclimate
balancing nutritional disturbances
yet remaining cooperatively committed
to PositivEnergy CoDemocracy co-mentoring functions
and Restoring Therapeutic GoldenRule Systems,
WinWin ecopolitical YangLeft-YinRight structures.

Resilient WiseElders
self with other organize
promising entertaining cooperative diversity features
of deep learning healthy growing systems.

WiseElders resonate
polypathic-polyphonic spiraling
internal-external revolutions
of ActiveHope
for redundant
polyculturally inter-cooperative communities,
WiseElder extending families
regenerating connectivity
to bipolar separating work
becoming dipolar systemic WinWin strategic game play,
ego-ecologically linked
bio-geo systems
of DNA
studying RNA
slow-growing resiliently healthy
Wise and Wicked nature-spirit babies

Wild FirstTribal PostMillennial Adolescents,
Beloved Muse Singing-Dancing Parents
remembering ancient permacultural WiseElder
Health-Wealth Stories
restorying peaceful justice
inside as out,
breathing healthy WinWin in
predicting soon
breathing eco-therapeutically out
both more Left resiliently
and Right resonant.