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Invite Our Day

Live each day
as if this day were your last.

What do you mean, dear?
Each day is your last day.

Well, no,
not if you have another tomorrow,
or perhaps even if you merely plan for a tomorrow
which never comes to pass.

Oh I see what you mean,
I think…
Well then,
wouldn’t you be better off and on to say
Live this day
as if it included your only tomorrow?

Maybe…
But, each day does include our only tomorrow.

I don’t think so.
Not if you have yet another tomorrow
after this day,
or one at least planning on being
more than one tomorrow.

What do you mean
by more than one tomorrow?
I thought I had only one of these,
which continually precedes and processes me
by a minimum of 24 hours.

Hmm…
Then sometimes your tomorrow feels longer
and sometimes shorter
than it should
or could
or might become?

But that’s just it, my dear.
Tomorrow never actually arrives,
ever closer by imagining it longer.
Yet imaging tomorrow as remarkably short
at least brings me closer
to Earth’s timeless eternity
of integrative promise.

So that’s what you mean
by living daily
as if today includes your last tomorrow?

Yes, but sometimes no.
That sounds like an invitation
to nihilism,
often confused with liberation
away from future’s regenerous invitation.

How about
Nurture each day
as if today invites your fullest potential
for integrally controlling all our cooperative tomorrows?

It lacks a certain
timeless
ring.
It does not rhythmic zing.
However acute is your ping.

How about
we Yin today
as if rethinking YangYin together
all WinWin tomorrows?

I think we might become
together winning.

Economically and politically too?

As trans-regenderally sacred
through this still small failing futures voice.

Are we through?

It’s been good for me,
how about tomorrow you?

The Climax
as tomorrow’s co-operative beginning.

How LeftBrain capitalizing of us, dear.

Yinning Yang
us two,
WinWin planning
our mutual transitioning tomorrow too.

Living today
as tomorrow’s first through last,
perennial spiral cooperating together
to sometimes compete tomorrows apart
to live again
this integrative timeless tomorrow.

Today invites and disinvites
Tomorrow,
transubstantiating
trans-regenerational
integrity of time.

Today is just like yesterday
except when it is different,
when we are different,
when I am different,
sometimes better
sometimes worse
usually just the same
and indifferent.

Today is just like tomorrow
imagined sometimes better
sometimes worse
usually invested cooperatively same as sane
and yet competitively indifferent
insanity.

Live today
through better inviting cooperative tomorrow.

Yin
as tomorrow becomes our best Yang.

Yin,
(wu wei midway co-arising).

You know,
I can see, and sometimes hear and feel,
your implicating dialectal parenthetical commentary.

(I dipolar hope so.)

Or what,
no better tomorrow?

(I love only notnot threat free,
double-binding.)

Ecopolitical logic for today’s tomorrow.

(cooperatively designing tomorrow’s today)

OK,
you can stop with annoying
book-ended
perpetual double-bind parenthesis.

I hoped we were just now getting started.

Yes, but I’m living today
so we optimize our tomorrow returns
so your Yimplications
might best explicate more widely.

(and deeply)

(Oh, now
you go through tomorrow…)

(Love
your dualdark Yanguage)

(How LeftBrain cooperative positivist of us.)

(feeling aptically warm and dreamy
nonpunctuating tomorrows now)

Promise.

(could we talk about this our tomorrow)

…I think she’s today asleep.

Nope, still almost here
and there,
feeling best in eternal interdependent now.

Seize the day.

Invite our timeless tomorrow.

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Conversion Therapies

I could not support a ban on Conversion Therapy
to change gay into straight,
spirals into lines,
because I believe we should each be free
to pay for any alternative languages
someone might be prepared to make
and write
and speak,
with self-marketing audiences to listen
with therapeutic outcomes genuinely preferred.

If some unhappy gay person,
or lesbian longing to be not,
remains willing to invest in persuasions
to switch teams,
transfer and exchange identities,
then that’s a high risk investment
that will die its own ego-exhausting death
when conversion
levels into diverse reversions
and/or some depriving perversion of healthy cooperating love,
or inversions into repressive silos called despair
and, more likely, some of all
of the above.

But, conversion therapy for unhappy gay to happy straight
only if this becomes equally available
accessible therapies
for unhappy straight toward happy gay,
for if it can work
to teach someone into a different dominant identity,
then it could work both ways,
more bisexually.

And, if conversion therapies can,
they should,
to be fair to all those unhappy
with their current team,
or teams,
preferably multiculturing toward health,
rather than monoculturing toward further climates of pathology.

Then we might invite further Conversion Therapies.
Unhappy Conservatives
becoming wealthier quasi-progressive
Earth natural-spiritual residents again,
and vice versa,
except more ecotherapeutic conservators
of regeneratively full-steamed life.

If all it takes is investing in some therapist
to convert my unhappiest attributes
into those that would make my new best ecopolitical day,
then such therapy should not just be free
from gay to straight
and straight to gay
but equally persuasive
for all now feeling out
wanting more in toward sane integrity.

But, investors beware,
we have had many WinLose Therapists
for unhappy powers to become more capital rich,
yet only few narrow WinWin unhappy rich
to become more simply and contentedly reinvesting
away from larger WinLose anti-therapeutic tragedies.

The larger WinLose therapeutic sector
has best outcomes
only for already full-played out entrepreneurial change agents,
and their larger scale not-so-therapeutic marketers
of further competitions
within and between
our diverse unhappy identities.

Conversion AntiTherapy
would be so funny
if not so ecopolitically tragic.

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Once Upon Revolving Time

Once within recycling time
lived brother Paraclete
as sister Sophia,
and vice versa.

Written across each bicameral heart and mindbody
these two live on
as controlling Yang
with nurturing Yin,
somewhat before their Western cousins,
Paraclete, God’s Justice Advocate
as Sophia,
Wisdom’s Holonic CoOperative Spirit.

These dipolar loving twins
grow famous in design and planning circles
as thinking Paraclete acting Sophia,
descended from long regenerative nondual lines
of patriarchal deductive-reductive peering down from elite above,
while matriarchally inducing nurture up from grassroots
original wisely cooperative compost
of more nutritious intentions.

The Paraclete still advocates top-down deductive dominance
while sister Sophia nurtures
bottom-up inductive cooperatives
sometimes recognized as conjoined:
multiculturing,
creolizing,
metamorphic,
revolutionary,
transubstantiating,
transliterative,
polynomial,
polypathic
polyculturing outcomes of healthier wealth
through synergetically robust action.

Sophia remains a steadfastly busy nurturing spirit,
giving revolutionary birth to many more seedlings
than she is likely to invest in,
nurtured more long-term
permacultural histories as Earth’s embryonic creation stories.

Brother Paraclete,
our from-above Advocate,
chooses only those memes and nomials
deduced and inducted as most democratically WinWin
with Sophia’s denominative implications,
becoming symmetrical equivalencies,
0-centering dipolar appositionals,
eco-latticed co-arisings
emerging ecological economics,
ecopolitics of cooperativity.

Paraclete advocates for EgoNormics
as Sophia nurtures cooperative EcoNomials,
bilateral nomials,
some written in LeftBrain capitalizing logical narratives,
and some remaining RightBrain verbal phasing hidden
within Sophia’s cooperative nurturing heart,
waiting further revolutionary from-below rediscovery
gone viral
in cooperative networks of communication
within across each and every polynomial Paraclete
and notnot polypathic Sophia,
bilaterally co-arising hearts together
and co-investing mindbodies,
DNA encrypted
both Paraclete Up going down on Sophia
Down, yet seeping Up,
breathing Yang in deductions
also Yin out inductions,
and then reversing these co-arising twins again,
breathing out Yin inductive bilateral
as also Yang Paraclete BiCameral
Up with owning
Yang with Yin Bilaterals
Polynomial with Not(NotPolypathic),

This polypathic creation narrative
recycles
spiral dialectics
back and forth,
regenerating this renovating time
until
every Paraclete/Sophia lives ego-happily
as healthy eco-wealthily
ever after.

Once again within recycling time
lives Yang Paraclete
as Yin Sophia,
and vice versa.

The End
and Beginning

 

 

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Cultures Healthy and Pathological

It seems easier to do good
and live healthy
if you live in a democratically robust
and multiculturally resonant society.

For the same reasons
it’s much easier to bring oneself harm
and slowly disintegrate into isolating despair
when you live in a capitalistic patriarchal
elitist
competing rights make monoculturing might
anthro-centric supremacist society.

EarthRights denied,
also denies internal climate health
as multicultural sacramental wealth.

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Powers Good and NotSoMuch

If a person has power in your life,
and you notice fears and sense of threat,
dishonesty to be avoided
and yet you do not see hope
and sense of faithfulness to our integrity
as humanity,
then do what you can to disempower that person
from your life.

To begin,
notice how this person’s fears and threats,
competing insecurities and terrifying postures
feed your despair
to also teach you how to better feed your active remaining hope
for growing integrity within yourself
within your family
within others
within your culture
extending out
possibly to embrace all Earth’s faith-filling polypathic promise.

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Two-Edged Blades

A blade of grass
produces health
in annual balancing equivalence
to consuming soil and sun’s wealth.

A human child
given Earth’s sufficiencies,
produces robust health
by consuming soil and sun’s captures
and re-investing wealth
out into this child’s multiculturing exterior.

A wise humane Elder
given Earth’s sufficiencies
and given trust of responsible authority
by a democratically cooperative polity,
Also aspires to produce healthy outcomes
within that community
in balancing proportion
through consuming soil and sun’s captured resources,
re-invested in proportion
to this year’s metabolic wealth,
and to last year’s producer reimbursements,
nurturing future ecosystemic health,
and to each next generation’s producers,
nurtured by this wise care
of Earth’s wealthiest Elders.

A wise, and yet child-like, blade
consumes economic health
to produce cooperatively synergetic political wealth.

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Investing to Thrive

WinLose competitions
evolving
can only emerge from prior ecopolitics
of predominately cooperative relations
transactions.

Prior cooperatively evolving WinWin dominance
is ecologically necessary
and logically implied
to derive anything like
WinLose capital-building economies.

The opposite is not also true.
WinWin cooperations
evolve only as further emergence
from prior cooperative ecopolitical relations,
more resonantly resolving
than WinLose degenerative unraveling.

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Strange Love

We are surrounded,
sometimes aversively beset,
upset,
by diverse warm and colder felt attributes of love.

We have each known and felt candidates for resonance,
waiting for our more stringent,
yet also generous,
articulation.

Those remaining who believe unfettering capitalism
must be forced for sake of appropriate and necessary liberties,
secured and maintained
even with military industrialized precision of commodified violence
and at least threat of strong and redundantly-armed offenses,
abuse and systematic nutritional neglect,
within our own corporal and capital punishing families,
wherein ego defensive strategies have been removed from conserving cooperatively resonant health,
in our local and state armed militias
contractually ready to represent us through arrest and fines
for crimes of poverty
and self-medication,
addiction and absent self-esteem
and lack of behavioral health and safety assurance,
and in our well-capitalized politicians,
not necessarily experienced with judicious cooperative diplomacy
even within their own extended family lives,
living in lack of love-leadership cities;
this BusinessAsUsual remaining ungrateful portion
of Earth’s self and other loving citizens
must be invited by and through mentors
refining attributes of sacred love.

We need to cool down strong words for sacred outrage.

It has been said
God’s love, like humane love,
can be ruthless against injustice.
A better word is relentless.

It has been said
Love sometimes requires us to behave savagely.
Better words encourage us to behave wildly and radically
and profoundly forgiving
with gratitude to Earth
for this mutually held
wildly extravagant
co-operative vocation.

It has been said
Sacred love is committed to destroying illusions
born of anger and fear and hatred’s nightmares,
mistrust growing active distrust
of this WinLose devolving
descending
species of would-be and self-proclaimed anthro-supremacists.

Yet it is more accurate and precise
to see
and smell
and taste
and hear
and grow love’s Full Yang/yin commitment
to Integrative/destruction of double-bound illusions,
born of both ShadowYang’s capital idolatry
of and to and for Ego’s greatest Plutocratic HealthClub Memberships
and ShadowYin’s rabid paranoid-bipolar resistance
to LeftBrain deductive-only,
no nondualistic inductivists invited
to play with double-binding dualistic reductivists,
self-proclaimed both feet on floor realists,
segregating NaturalLeft-Physics from dipolar SpiritualRight-MetaPhysics,
ShadowYang’s anti-bilateral disculturing dominance,
overshoot of sacred Love’s
Left-Right polypathic harmonics,
refining word choices and concomitant feelings
of and for sacred multiculturing love.

Seeking ecopolitically correct advocacy
for PeaceWarriors conjoining JusticeMentors,
more judicious diplomats of love’s vast integrity,
inclusive of double-binding dualistic illusions,
born from fear
to redeem love’s dualdark co-gravitating potential.

We evolve and revolve diversifying attributes
of and for sacred ecology,
poignant and fertile love
of Nature’s Health–Spirit’s Wealth,
YangLeft struggling with and never against YinRight,
indigenously wild Win/Win integrities.

 

 

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In Season And Out

In and around Auschwitz
Barbed wire still weeps
through too long denied rain.

In and around Annihilation
Denied climates fast creep
toward pathology’s pain.

Through surrounding Anger
Charged hate denies sleep
for those who must explain.

In tyrannic Acid
Barbed boundaries sweep
out lies of monstrous strain.

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Dancing Through Swamps

Mom, did you hear the news about patriarchy today?

Yes, dearest son!
Or no…
I’m not sure.
You mean the gender translation problem?

Not sure we had a problem,
just an honest mistake
we might more empathically suppose.

Perhaps I am too paranoid,
hunting conspiracies
and thereby gathering folly,
yet reversing ancient scriptured words
for penis and vagina
smells hellfire brimstone intentional to me.

So much for my plans to become a priest.

I am so sorry your lack of a vagina
now feels emasculating of your future,
my great-loved son.
What vocation remains
for you to find
now you have become the infertile son
of a sacred matriarchal Priest?

Mom, really?
Tell me you’re not pursuing ordination again.

Why not?
We talk about a priest shortage
brought on by massive defrocking of priests
without the newly requisite vagina.

Maybe I could go into religious education.
Yet, truth told
my head’s not in it,
nor was that an implied penile reference,
teaching all those boys
how and why
when and where
they must now become subservient
to the more robust virtues
of the more sacred vagina.

Maybe you could teach in an all girls school?

But,
I don’t feel like an ecopolitical after-thought,
ready to slurp up only mainstream leftovers.
This reverse translation issue
feels unnatural to me.

Well, of course it does, my son,
you don’t have superior vagina wisdom.

Maybe I need a sex change.

Maybe we all need some trans-regenerational
re-education.

If you say so.
You’re the one for nurturing vagina dialogues.

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