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Here Comes This Time

There comes a time
when partisan
and pious positions
are set not aside
but explicitly within
both/and dialogue frames
evolve and revolve
private principles
and public EarthJust policies
for healthcare practice
meditation
medication
consciousness
conscientiousness
compassion
passion stories
redemptively co-invested
cooperative journeys
re-ligioning

There comes a multicultural space
re-connecting who Red Republicans hate diseased the least
with what Green Democrats healthily love the most.

There comes our climatic time
and sacred space
when all EarthTribes must take
and retake
and remake integrally healing opportunities
that feel neither capitalistically safe,
nor competitively win/lose
ZeroSum strategic,
nor popular for defending straight white male
anthroprivileged leftbrain dominance,

But, we must invite each other
with humbling gratitude
positive attitude
into changing international co-relational
co-investing space

Because bicameral consciousness
tells and spells us
this is contextually balancing
universal left Yang
and unitarian right Yintegrity.

There comes our climaxing
regenerative space
unpositioned
nonpartisan place
for synergetically cooperative
ecological
theological both/and might
power and light,
polyculturally/multiculturally
meta-ecopolitically bright.

“There comes a time
when one must take
the [nonviolently compassionate trans]position
that is neither safe
nor [partisan apartheid] political
nor popular,
but he [sic, for nonviolent humanity]
must do it because conscience
tells him [us] it is right”
Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

And righteously beautiful,
EarthHealth and Safety
polyvagally
polypathically
polymathically
polyculturally
polynomially
multiculturally elegant.

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When Wellness Exists

What resiliently exists
has synergetically become together
more than win/lose competitive apart

Win/Win reframed
as future integrity’s healing potential
existence,
sustainable experience,
potency for positive resonance,
multicultural cross-creating
and re-creating narratives

Historical regenerative
cultural responsive
co-invested fore-gifted plots
to co-invest
in co-redeeming
cooperative ecopolitical systems.

What cannot exist,
viably persist
prefacing entropic
static
unchanging enthymematic
pre-emptive being
without past integral reweaving
systemic and ecological potential
to produce empowering gifts

To induce grace
to seed
breed regenerative health creation,

Wealth of multicultural creolization,
positive resonant inter-nations
complexly co-invested
nested cooperative fore-gifted sets
of interdependent resilience

Throughout WholeEarth Systems
re-creating
ego/eco-feminists
more rightbrain prominent
re-educators
recycling
reweaving co-redeeming narratives

Repurposing
re-ligioning
re-integrating secular and sacred
re-storied Meaning

CoMediating political bicameral ways
and economic bilateral means.

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Privileged Testosterone Cultures

One of my several disabilities
of personal knowledge
through experience
and, therefore, empathic intelligence,
is to know what estrogen-driven “horniness”
might feel like,
look and sound like,
taste and smell like.

Gay men require alternative
deviant paths
toward green/blue/red
ultra-nonviolent
cooperatively owned
and perpetually self/other-managed
multiculturally mediated
open WholeEarth systemic
ecofeminism.

I suspect a primal contrast
between an empty holed
deep chakra longing for compassionate relationship,
rather than a pole-addicted belonging
to assertive plundering
the newest available warm wet
unholy hole,
might be one way
of contrasting secularized patriarchal privilege
with matriarchal holistic submission
to eco-political windy waves
of increasingly rabid aggression,
unilaterally pleasure polarized
and further polarizing capital-headed dominance
of debate horniness
rather than dialogue compassions.

Which brings me to my strong ability,
outgoing,
discontinuously flowing,
capacity to feel and know
smell and taste testosterone-driven “horniness”
of re-membering experience,
although not necessarily that well re-ligiously contemplated,
reflecting on how I might re-connectedly improve
continuous, rather than discontinuous, win/win outcomes
and avoid future win/lose disasters
of sexual
sensual
sensory
spiritual/natural conscious practice,
compassion practice,
passion practice
until I get testosterone/estrogen horny us
at least imaginatively balanced,

Left dominant red
and right recessive green/blue
states of humane-peace/divine-justice
bright toned passion

Because that, “passion”
and power
and positive/negative energy,
may be sense-synonyms
for “horniness”
felt and known,

Ergodic balancing exterior structured
cognitive spaces
and
Ionic harmonic interior flowing
affective revolving nonbionic-binary
irrationally felt
positive longing
and negative belonging
empty passioning times

Whether testosterone
or estrogen
or some bisexual multicolored culture,
some multicultural environmental combination
of these two
become one ego/eco-rooted
in cosmic polyphonic
polypathic win/win energy democracy,

EcoPolitically seen
when compassionately heard,

EcoBiologically felt
when passionately touched,

SocioNeurologically tasted
when co-empathically smelled

With win/win informed/exflowing gratitude
cooperative testosterone/estrogen attitude

Compassionate multiculturing global energy
of sufficiently bicameral
disciplined powers

Non-violently mediated integrity
deep learning opportunity

Even while facing manic
ego-centrically runaway rabid
capitalistic
patriarchal
heavily testosteroned
dominating
privileged
narcissistic
horny
prickly
polar passions of great unraveling
unease
about climates of potential
integral health/wealth
lost to yesterday’s EcoPolitical disease.

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Dancing Questions

I have a lot of questions
questions
questions
he repeated
and danced
and slowly swung
on our creaky screened porch swing.

Radiant
in fiery ginger godliness,
mind centering omnipotence

He is so far ahead
of answers,
I feel embarrassed
to share them.

But, in not sharing
I become lost in caring
what you might think of me,
feel about we
without sufficient daring.

He swings anal retentive
in a whole new light
of previously unrepresented delight.

Ah! that could not be my question.
A hypothesis, perhaps
meriting further research;
new questings.

It feels important to me
this questing
for high and deep best male alert
dessert thick
and creamy,
dreamy wave of carnal delight,
absence of fright
or fight
in last and long dark nights
on seas of swings
just f…..g right.

I want to squeeze
these pulsing questings
out of this maleness
female mess
so quickly
complexly asked
and chaos given

Shriven
of clothes
but not masquerades
of closet questions
questing answers
not yet hard
and widely embraced
formed
invited graced q…r notions

Of motions
and emotions
just right
and left
bilaterally in-between
bicameral lusts
and binomial leisure
to swing all theories continuous
polypathic
polyphonic
polyvagal
polymetric ways

Of in
and out
and rebellious shout
for Earth’s most carnal freedom
of re-connecting
polycultural con-scientific re-ligioning
questions about straight and narrow
meets wide and deep

Why 1
slides so sexily
into 0
shaped chakras
of natural
spiritual co-empathic pole
and hole energy
like nuts
and bolts
and male
and female bi-polarities.

So many questions,
he gloriously proclaims
in majestic awe
meets lusty wonder

As his bicameral feet
gently invite
our graced swing
to sweep and seep
with co-gravitating
revolving Earth
back to Spring
and forth to Fall

One late summer morning
on our screened porch swing.

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When Singers Meet

When singers meet
and singing greet
we soon begin to dance
or even take a walk
to sacred journey prance

While listening,
often lusting,
for confluence
in previously unexplored
mysterious places

Seeking resonance
fulfilling urgently resilient,
often intimate,
spaces

Times timing
for all who have sung 4/4 before
to dance among these holy
what for faces

Ringing new symphonies
of warm,
and often slightly wet,
heart strung constellations
(concerto consummations).

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Silent UnPrivileged Stories

When I was a Big Brother
for Jason,
an African-American 10 year old male,
we went into his apartment
so he could look around
for a long overdue library book.

As I accompanied him
from room to sparsely furnished room,
looking in nearly vacant closets,
cupboards,
drawers,
the only book we found
was a phone book,
looking silently neglected
much more than actively abused.

My first white male privileged
feelings about his Mom
had to do with blaming her
for probably not even feeling ashamed
for her irresponsible choices
while economically and politically administering
their bookless house
in this pre-WWW information age.

But, then I began asking questions.
What could Jason tell me
about his Mom’s life
when she was his age?

What were stories
familiar to her,
read
or retold
or experienced
and re-experienced,
therapeutic or traumatic?

Through this widening narrative moment
of multigenerational conjecture,
hypothesis,
questioning,
contemplating,

I also learned to question
what traumatic straight white male stories
are experienced by gay
and bisexual
and transsexual 10-year-olds,
regardless of racial identification,

And by 10-year-old girls,
perhaps regardless of racial identification,
or even further amplified
by being doubly,
and silently, outside
straight white patriarchal privilege.

I found myself
suddenly
tearfully
incapable of briefly imagining
much less deeply,
unflinchingly contemplating
the trauma
of growing up poor
and lesbian
and black or brown
or too red
or too yellow
without any books
or stories,
read
or retold
or experienced
about how her 10-year-old life will matter,
could be healthy, someday,
would ever be felt safe,
unless held shamefully silent,

Not appropriate material
for books
or retelling
or experiencing straight
white
male dominant stories,
economic
and political narratives
about retributive trauma
and not multicultural
restorative
democratically inclusive therapy.

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Wanted: Master of Awe and Wonder

From birth,
I,
and perhaps others
from rebirth,
seek a spiritual master

With profound male maturity
to connect spiritual mastery
with natural sensory mastering events,
narratives,
non-verbal
and verbal relationships
bonding
double-binding
birthing
and rebirthing co-passionate story,
mundane
and cosmic events
integrally felt and known together–
impossible apart

With mature disciple
disciplined reception
masterfully given
potential for mutual pleasure
to please me,
compassion’s please
pleasing perpetual integrity,

A journey from local
through global,
back
and forth,
in
and out,
rising
and falling again

Immensely deep
and dark
wide multiculturing explosions,
preferred master powers
imploding copassionate integrity,

Of felt sensory awareness,
sensually touched consciousness
spiritually grasping enlightenment
sexually gracing co-empowerment.

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PolyBoxes of Tradition

I faced alarming paradoxes
as I headed toward puberty.

First,
my King James Bible-belting parents,
extended family,
and all-hopelessly-WHITE farm community
taught me

God loves me
and all the children,
red and yellow,
and black almost as much as white.

That felt good
but then I learned God hates me
because I became queerly obsessed
with hot guys,
and not hot girls.
So, God created me
so He could hate me.
That seemed like poor planning to me,
and I was still in fifth grade.

Then I learned that God had given me two extraordinary gifts:
Possibly unmeasurable intelligence,
and so,
my grade-school principal warned
my evangelical farmer parents,
we were not to be surprised
if I was and saw this Earth
in a somewhat different way.

My second gift
was the envy of all good Bible-belted teenagers.
I could sing with the angels.

So,
the God of Infinite Love
is my Creator
and I am His Frankenstein Queer
with a mind and singing voice to soar,
full of Grace.

You and I might both be surprised
how long it took to figure out
Something is very wrong with this picture,
and I don’t think it is just me.
It was merely everyone else I knew and trusted
in that Bible-belted time.

So I sang for them in full voice
but gave as little voice to my sexuality as possible.
I wrote papers and test responses
in full A+ voice
but told no one
I knew they were asking wrong questions
for me to answer with full-versed integrity,

Free to sing with David and Jonathon
free of magic superstitions
standing in for mythic polypathic wisdom
of Solomon

Not to divide innocent organic Promise
God has conjoined as Love
of and for children,
red and yellow,
black and white,
gay and lesbian,
bisexual and transgender

And, yes, even straight-faced
Bible-belting out Hate
and Supremacist Evangelical Christian Colonizing InBred Correctness,
while continuing to give birth
to hidden,
shamed and blamed queer Grace
of a Loving God
polypathically immense,
deep and wide,
future through past
regeneratively just
and peaceful
and wickedly funny

Because if we cannot laugh at our egocentric stupidities,
then we must cry out for cosmic tragedy.

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Gaia Out Speaks

Queen Gaia
of Earth’s Shabbat
is here to speak today.

Unfortunately,
she can only sign,
and the only way she can see
is through our DNA/RNA fractally-balancing syntax,
so she has asked if she could respond to your questions,
as she understands them
within Time,
who are her TransParent Gender Memories,

YangGod, of Physical Convex Special Case Universe,
and Goddess YinYin,
of metaphysical RNA-temporal syntax,
both bilaterally and bicamerally-reiteratively balancing
Earth Tribes of organic ecosystemic processors,
and planters and dialectical planners,
with interdependently balancing consumer and production functions,
exegeting iconic communication
about natural-empirical facts of Earth’s nutritional life,
with Zero-centric dialectical neutral tone and energy
and spacetime,
+/(-,-) neural-synaptic/aptic
ecotemporal balance of Time’s transparent memory.

Wow, go Gloria,
you optimize my Mother’s BiCameral Pretensions
with such dense summary
of WinWin’s PolyCultural HealthCare and Safety CQI
CoOperative Agenda!

About which we are facing some increasingly climatic issues
of ecosystemically pathological trends
throughout our full RNAcentric EcoLens,
and through our DNAcentric AnthroLens,
where correlational trends
of human political and economic and nutritional systemic ends
of all paradigmatic cultural dialects
are now at both high and deep levels of pathological risk,
as well as polycultural and cooperative health opportunity
to mutually embrace this Transitional Time,
remembering our Golden Rule applies
through both our AnthroLens
and our EcoLens.

Thank you for that background summary
of your unfortunately limited synergetic flow power
during this Yin-recessive moment
within YanGod’s precessive, evolutionary transition
toward full-balancing Interior with Exterior,
Ego with Eco, DiPolar Identities
of Time’s polycultural diversity.

I don’t know how many questions you will invest
with all your climatic signing
necessary to be heard and seen right now,
trying to gently calm all the “Loser!” angers and fears
within critical-transitional, revolutionary change,
so I will ask my personal favorite
because I find it so curious:

“Queen Gaia, don’t you think it would be Bodhisattva Warrior timely
to come out of your bisexual agenda closet?”

You know, that is one of my favorite questions too,
in part because it took me so long to hear it.

It is difficult to hear and comprehend climatic questions
that you are confident you have already responded toward,
signed with sufficient redundancy
as to be ridiculously ubiquitously flying in obviousness.
Of course our RNA and DNA memory embryonic strings
are full dipolar-engendered,
so how could Queen Gaia of Shabbat’s historical-cultural Creation Story
be anything other than TransParent Yang/YinYin as WinWin
evolutionary co-gravitational thermodynamic revolutioning balance
of BiLateral-Reiterative Genetic Time?

Species of systems,
like any possible imaginable metaphysical use of the word “system,”
must have Yang/Yin balanced-governance economics
to interdependently sustain synergetic dynamics,
positively healthy regeneration trends
capable of consumer and/or producer systemic function.
Neutrally (0)-balanced ecosystems,
sustained in RealTime cooperative interdependence,
are Positive-PolyCultural trending
and Negative-MonoCultural trending
dipolar BiNomial Balance of at least outsideness
as appositionally equivalent double-binding insideness,
cogravitational boundary of surfing BiGenderative Time.

So, yes,
Queen Gaia is BiGenderal
and therefore Shabbat signs
with DiPolar Syntax language,
with normative-neutral
ecosystemically BiGendering
positive/light OVER negative/dual-bound transparent
equi-valent 4-seasons
of dialectical reason and co-intelligent in-formation
eco-flowing optimized,
nutritional flow of healthy resonant resolutional wealth,
celebrating Yang/Yin Golden EcoBalancing Rule
of Love/Synergy
as co-arising Presence of mutual gratitude
for my Gift-It-Forward
ecologically evolutionary politically inclusive economy.

See, I knew we were sisters!
I mean,
how could the root nature of Time’s Positive
equals Negative
climatic energy Shabbat
not continuously and confluently declare your BiGenderal
BiCameral
EcoConscientific Beauty!

Thanks. That means a lot,
especially right now
as we have arrived together
at such a critical moment.

OK, next question?

Well, perhaps I would add,
in defense of our timing
on this transgender balance of nature issue,
you do realize, I hope,
that millions of people
throughout Earth’s ages
living within some level of transgender identity,
other than BusinessAsUsual missionary crusading hetero-anthro,
have understood “Queen Gaia of Shabbat”
quite deviantly from a Jewish concept
of a Queen Bee?
There are diverse dialects for “Queen”
which do not easily translate across dialects.

I can’t tell you the number of times
we have looked in a lake or a river or a mirror
and imaged Queen Gaia in drag.
Imaging possibilities is how we recreate together,
usually within our own subcultural dialects.

Just as incarnating mutually therapeutic responsibiities
is how we regenerate
as cooperative individuals
and as a species
and as this entire Shabbat Paradise-Potentiating Planet
of Earth’s RNA/DNA ReGenerative Trees,
InFormating EcoMemory Rivers
dipolar rooting FireGod’s transparent compost
of LoveLight to WinWin,
articulating (0)-centric 4D
photosynthetically
endosymbiotically cellular
transformationally
diastatically optimizing natural growth trends
toward just-right Yang/Yin balanced exchange atmosphere
for Queen Gaia of Shabbat
to rise and shine sustained.

You do realize that you can sign what you just said
a lot faster than all the redundant nuances of my language
can capture,
trying to mono-transculturate polycultural regeneration?
I’m having trouble keeping up with you.

Well, try slowing down
looking at trees,
contemplating their root systems,
noticing how under-standing revolves
eco-normics of a political integritree.

Capacity to empathize with a tree
an an evolving consuming root system
feeding its mutually cooperative branch-thru-embryonic seed
production system of fractal information regeneration
increases by stepping into each seed
full of fold-unfold fractal instructional balance,
memory messages about which way to head
toward healthy therapy
and which way to avoid climatically diseased pathology.

Paradise is this Tree iconic
of ionic YangYin regenerative
Queen Gaia of Shabbat,
ecobalancing Earth’s PermaCulturing Time.

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Being (sh)”It”

It was there

right there

on woodland’s playground

when I first knew

something stirs very wrong.

 

I was blind to balls

hurled at me,

being It is not why I grow my mind and body,

or is it?

 

I am “It!”

or at least half It.

 

It and I play best alone.

He slows down

to notice ocean surf

waving back and forth

an ocean sighing Hi, then low,

creeping in and sucking out.

It both hugs and climbs trees

to the very top

on windy ways

to wave back.

 

Why is It so shy?

Or, am I hiding her-him,

I’m not sure,

some of both

but too androgynous Him

fears no one else notices

surf rolls in and reverses out.

 

It knows bi-natured law

prehensile full-bodied grasp

of organic life’s humorous ambiguity

creative ambivalence

righteous equivalent functions and flows

of yang with yin within,

as without,

below,

as above,

before,

as to come,

long,

as to belong now,

together.

 

It’s so hard to not love

not share

bare

expose cooperatively unbalancing It.

S/he is soo… much fun!

laughs with everyone

generous enough to return this fine favor.

It’s polypathic polyculturing

binomial binary buddha brain

saturates flowering rain

dissects words to heal disharmonic logos

through permacultured alchemy linguistics,

a language It fears to ultimately find

merely eisegetical,

 

It chooses Red Rover

over soccer,

plays teacher with girls

over driving trucks and trains,

thinks compulsively about this problem of evil

while watching Leave it to Beaver,

where Father Knows Best,

over pitching stones and driving tractor.

 

It feels older and wiser than Him

but they are born twins

or so it seems

but It mysteriously explores incarnating cycles,

watching double-funneling raincloud whirlwinds

wind wending Elder ways

etching whorlwaters in our sea of shared identity,

or is whipping wind following whirling water,

but certainly both?

It abhors stability,

but adores regenerating solidarity.

 

It mentors ecotherapy with trees and me,

shows me boundary issues and branch

functions and frequencies

between August’s Yangish fire

and winter’s quenching white snow and ice,

between autumn’s wind falling regenetic harvest

and spring’s diastolic succulent soil

decomposing nutrients

growing new perennial rings in this life’s tree,

new leaves of grass-fed hope

new polyculture basic, simple-rich compost

new incarnating multisystemic

ecotherapeutic grace,

responsive

resolving

resonant within evil’s missing

non-polynomial dislogical pace,

new flowers and fruit

for Eden’s farm.

 

Did I just call It a fruit

out loud?

Shit happens inside our playground,

while planning more polyculturally redemptive lives.

 

 

 

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