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Black Is Not His Property

I wake up with a great startle.

My CoOperative EarthVillage Dream
was merely winter’s hibernation.

I dreamed we share richly valued properties
from health-wealthy African Elders;
but awake, once again,
only to painfully remember
I am now again
expected to pretend
I am merely His disvalued property.

I have become enslaved
by His addictions to LeftBrain male supremacy,
entitlement to compete,
not for Win or Lose survival,
but, now, more ultimately and climatically,
for His self-aggrandizing approval
of Western White malicious thrival.

Caste privilege to commodify others,
to colonize us domesticated Loser Also Rans,
by raising barbed wire electric fences,
fueled with depleting oil and coal
and formerly healthy soil and souls
and air and water,
now recombining toward His Perfect Narcissistic Storm

His degenerate
hate-producing Lose/Lose
dual dark Plantation,
environmental and democratic health
eradication.

Not everyone needs cotton,
His MAGA forces recognize,
but every mindbody can consume and reproduce hate.

Hate sells and weaponizes native potential
anxious feeling Elder RightBrain’s
wealth of love
anticipating healthy life properties,
cooperatively owned and held and shared and transacted
WinLeft-WinRight bicameral MindBodies.

I painfully wake up this way,
mere property of Him,
when I can still remember
Gaia’s dusk drenched
dream of trust

Sharing cooperative cultured integrity,
properties of darkly remembered Elders,
nurturing brown-skinned Earth Mammas
singing rich contralto Exodus and ReGenesis
WinLove/WinLife full-harmonic
GoodNews anthems.

We shall overcome,
with love of these same shared Elder properties,
what He would capture and enslave
as hate like Him,
as ManHood mandated hypocrisy,
abortive absence of creative integrity

Sacred dawn of dreams
conserving Earth’s perennial climate of gratitude
for Elder animistic health-wealth properties,
refused by His abortion of active hope

His confused irreligious caste Winners
never lose monotheistic strategies
furthering powers to own me

Through His self-addicted
self-condemning
self-excommunicating
self-impeaching
LeftBrain toxic AnthroMale Supremacy
defying a new cooperative dawn
of SageMind/MuseBody indigenous integrity

LeftDeductive/RightInductive
liberated body pleasure
to conserve mind passion
for progressive climates
of deeply democratic therapy

Addressing His demented manly needs
to reduce and disappear sacred lives
reduced to produce His adoring minions,
by my reweaving morning’s freedom
to free Him and me to love
how we both cooperatively share
our AfricanElder’s EarthMother health
through wealthy fertile properties.

God bless his StraightWhite Master shrinking heart.
He’s doing his LeftBrain Monotheistic best
to keep all His selfish ego-conserving slaves apart
for fear we could remember
history’s compassionate off and on-line
cobinary Crown/Root shock-free
Tree of sacred/organic
love/life
enlightened/empowering potential

To sing our love songs
and dance EarthGaia’s rhythmic praise
of circling pleasures
so African motherland peaceful

Richly fertile win/win roots
engaging MotherTree’s crown/root
ego/ecosystemic chakras
co-redeeming grace.

No one shrinking heart
of fear-mangled right-brained Suppression
could build sufficient firewalls feeding confusion
and propaganda nightmares
fast enough to contain love’s viral tsunami
of peaceful EarthTribe’s prehistoric dawns

CoPassionate,
healthy Left/Right balancing
Crown/Root regenerating
Wealth/Health cobinary
democratic resolutions.

This Paradise Plantation,
unlike His other privately-held corporations,
is cooperatively owned and administered
by all Earth’s Tribes,
former animistic slaves
of anthropocentric AlphaMale colonialism

My time and space to stretch up and out
rehearsing OrganicHealth/SacredWealth grappling dawn
of Let My EarthPeople Go
through WinBody/WinMind-passionate responsibility,
EarthClimate mothering
mutual-help creolizing
cooperative Muse circles

As sung through dark-skinned
thick black-haired protective centuries
by Gaian and Hawaiian
dawn and dusk dancing
EarthLovers

Waking up with a great startle.

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Jerry and his Big Bad Wolf

Jerry had a big bad wolf
Who followed him to Sunday school,
Heaven school,
BrightLight toxic school,

Jerry had a big bad wolf
whose hair was black as coal,
black as death,
black as stole
his power soul,

Jerry had a big bad wolf
which was against the rule,
golden
non-violet
not black and blue
in nonSunday secular school
born against God’s imaged
sacred tool,

Black through white
transparent in green goddess light
non-violet she-wolf black and bright
gratitude for godly thrival days
and wild goddess
wolf-bred
sacred nights,

Passions unscared
unscarred
without cosmic frights
restoring green peace
and non-violent just delights.

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In Our Distance Circle

Once upon time’s center
grows two permaculturing farmers,
multicultural mediators
of Earth’s healthy polypathic remainder,

And, surrounding them,
seven elders
and their cheer leading mascot
of disabling foolery

Arriving each spring
in his wheeled chair
to witness
and sometimes loudly prophecy,
to entertain with his win/win intentions,
studying compassionate economics
and empowering politics
and enlightening neurological communion
v dissonance.

These aged and playful snowbirds
form a Wisdom Circle
conjoined by all farmers

Committed to Earth’s health care
in humble Vermont neighborhood places
spaces balancing Green Lives Matter races
into organically interdependent co-investments.

This Circle plans cooperative gardens,
MultiCulturally designing
and redesigning shared outdoor climate spaces
in and on now abandoned places
they purchase together
to divest of Green Commons neglect
and invest in a local cooperatively-held enterprise

With land and water and healthy air-based capital
where patient customers
become curious partners
contributing cash
but also labor,
beauty
and nutritional equity,
gracious investment
and/or benignly viral infestment.

This Green Wisdom Circle
plants fruit and nut trees,
vegetables EarthMothers insist they eat
and would like as much as fruit sweet
if they remain of right/left balancing mind.

They plant hemp,
and make baskets
and yoga mats
during dispersed winters
into the retiring diaspora
season for planning futures
of health restoring EarthJustice.

Circles of weavers
and knitters
turn lambs
into shorn sheep
into yarn
into blankets
socks
sweaters
skullcaps
winter masks
with ear muff handles.

Eventually
this Circle will reincarnate Wisdom
into Fire Circles for compline meditations
and story telling
into Singing Circles
of care medication
for young through old,
for those present living now,
and here dead
and yet to arrive
within all sacred regenerating species,

Egos circling within ecosystems,
interweaving networks
of TruthSeeker Circles
sharing win/win BeautyVisions,

Communion Farming Centers
within nonviolent communication systems
for engaging nutritional health,

Sacred ZeroCore recovery Allies,
not Lone Warriors,
within Earth’s fully present
compassionate
care giving as receiving.

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Colorful Cultures

White is fundamental absence of color,
as is evangelical black.
But, white is colorless
due to emptiness
while black
because of good news fullness.

Transparency is presence of visibility
as is not darkness
but transparency is void
where opaque is dense.

Life is absence of death
as death is absence of life.
But, life is full and dense
while death is empty and void.

Promising evangelical integrity of all motions and emotions
actions and reactions
presence and co-presence
in-between radically sacred
and fundamentally secular
cultures of dualistic meaning
evolve courageously bright
with loads of curious light.

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Dear KKK

When you’re on top already,
speaking King of the US Mountain,
if you are among the ecopolitical elite
in comparison to those you would remain even more separated from
than is currently the case,
then your separatist position
is also a position to maintain and/or increase your comparative supremacy.

Only if you were a klan of black feminist lesbians and transgenders.
who just want to be left alone,
can you offer a mission statement favoring increased ecopolitical separation
without also taking a position of wanting to sustain or strengthen your comparative absence of supremacy.

Assuming you are still basically white males
under those sheets,
I believe you are mistaken in believing you are for more separation
between the races
and not also for continuing,
and, even better,
increasing your comparative supremacist ecopolitical position
with the help of social niceties like apartheid.

Sorry to be the bearer of bad news.
On the other hand,
perhaps if you could recruit more broadly,
diversify your Klan to include the black feminist lesbians,
and transgenders,
to also begin receiving more than their fair share of this good society’s goods,
then that would certainly help your public image
in the racial-supremacist not-very-Christian
cognitive dissonance department.c

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Singing for Stevie’s Wonder

I remember,
in the early 60s,
our thirty mile drive
from our historic family farm,
in all White rural Michigan,
not counting the Mexican migrant workers
which adults made a point of discounting,
on the first of several shopping trips to Thrifty Acres,
through vibrantly young all Black urban streets
of nearby Lansing.

Making Stevie Wonder and I,
him singing in all Black city churches
and me in all White rural and small village churches,
harmonic neighbors in my privately humming heart
yet never possible to publicly meet and greet
as this nation and this world were meant to sing
and dance our regenerations not apart.

I didn’t know apartheid by default yet
but I do remember
seeing nearly black as ink skin for the very first time
on a smiling brown-eyed boy
on a chipped white painted bicycle without rims,
and longing to talk and listen with him
and laugh with him about the fresh green smell of freedom from training wheels,
freedom to create our own fast pedaling breeze
across our summer-hot black and white faces and arms,
and knowing that I would touch his dark warm skin
with loving wonder
about what it could be like to become with him,
to grow together,
to smell and feel and fly our satisfying diverse integrity
on a tandem red in-your-face bike,
bright shining all the way back
from Black-streets Lansing
through little White Woodland,
spreading across all Black with White Capital Cities
on out to woodland farmers,
to peddle fly while singing our glad hosanna wonders.

As I reweave
this first drive by encounter with racial diversity
and humane ecstatic curiosity,
I imagine asking Mom to stop,
pull our metallic gold Ford over
so I could ask his thick black-framed glasses name,
which would be Stevie,
and take his hand
to walk his bike back to his home and family
where we would live together
happily and most prosperously ever after.

This was my moment,
too quickly passed,
to know passion’s love at first sight,
these sublime sounds and dark satin skin smells
of Stevie’s Wonder.

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MultiLiturgical Dance

Black PolyCultural convex yang position:

Dominant uracil-form OVER/WITH cytosine dipolar equivalent
White Mono/BiLateral temporal-concave yin-squared fractal-function position:

eco-samba Zero/YHWH/SunGod/dess ReGeneration
of MythicCulture Climate Costumes.

Members of this polychoral body
do our optimally Golden best we can
to ratio and elixir
to truth with beauty
to rhythm and soul-blues choreograph
to yang-meet and yin-greet all Others divinely/humanely half-way
in-between shared Tao (0)-Core
PolyPathic balanced-harmonic full-octave
ergodic-regenerate mindbody’s BiCameral DanceGroup,
co-presently featuring WinWin Gaming Design
in and with and of and for your/our ReligiousCulture Center.

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