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Cloud of Knowing

I believe it was Buckminster Fuller
who first posited
a prime appositional,
like Yang and Yin,
but his was:
Energy is to physical nature
as Information is to metaphysically languaged systems.

And,
if we were to add the Yin and Yang
of this positivist-regenerative observation,
we could further nuance regenerate with degenerate:
Energy is to cooperative nurturance
and, therefore, Entropy is to degenerative chaos,
as Information is to regenerative ecosystemic co-intelligence
as fractal ExFormation (dialectal decomposition, creolization, reversion, spacetime reversal, inside-outside)
is to dualdark bicameral ego/eco-systemic consciousness.

And,
we might further speculate
that organic nature
convex (yang) unfolds
following RNA/DNA fractal-fertile deep-learning functions,
revolutionarily and syncretically co-resonant
bilateral concavely (yin) infolding,
back and in toward Left-Right ZeroSum ecobalancing embryonic climates
of regeneration OVER inside degeneration/denomination;

Three dimensional space
over one bilaterally dimensioning
spiral revolving
Yang/Yin flow and ebbing
TaoTime.

And,
should all the above make sensory-neural nurturing sense to you
as to me,
especially if also with you,
then this might help us understand why
those theologians
and teleologists
and ethologists
and psychologists
and ecologists
who open their discussions to the broadest cooperative points
of appositional dipolar compare and contrast,
such as Western PreMillennial Capitalist v NonElect
and Eastern PostMillennial Syncretic-Creolic NonDualist,
hypostatizing hypotheses of co-arising co-gravitation
are those most articulate
about this climate health revolution
of Beloved Cooperative Communities
within wealthy interdependent bio-regions,
at these post-modern invisible in/ex-formational hands
of bilaterally balancing nature-spirit intent.

If we can learn to sing together
in resonant harmonies
of and for multiculturing creolic languages,
and we have and can do more,
must do all we can of such ecotherapeutic singing,

If we can learn to dance together
in flowing cooperative steps,
rather than competitive ecopolitical locked-up frozen marches
over and around each others’ steps,
and we have and can do more
of this ecological flowing dance,
and must,
because we can,
then we can also use these same skill sets
for achieving more resonant climate-minds and landscape-bodies
deep learning Earth’s CoOperative PermaCulturing Opera.

We can each capture learning to grow into re-invested loving
together,
as cooperative Earth-owners and Golden Rule democratizing lovers,
we do in fact already own and govern and nurture Earth;

But, apart,
divided by competing silos of monoculturing ecopolitics,
we own nothing but a future of further potential ego/eco dis-equilibrium,
Yanging against Yin
rather than YinYang-Squared-Dialectal WinWin
through our song and dance gaming wu wei
in-between full-octave harmonics,
midway opulence,
multiculturing-creolizing further revolutioning evolutions
of zero-sum ecopolitically resonant spacetime.

If we can sing and dance cooperatively
better than competitively
then we can also love and learn
and work and play cooperatively,
multiculturally,
better than competitively,
monoculturally.

We sound better together
as Earth’s global gospel choir,
and look better too,
than we do as Earth’s mutually mistrusting post-climatic decomposing
hooded
ashamed of our own rifle-aiming mess,
pests,
rabidly overpopulating pestilence,
instead of resonant opulence.

We really only have the one bilateral balancing choice
for healthy wealth.
I mean, who would choose pestilence
over cooperative opulence
other than a cloud of unknowing
abused and neglected sociopath?

Ergodic dialectals
are ionic balancing binomials,
as good humors and climates
are ironic balancing ecologicals
and analogically dipolarish,
fractal deep becoming zero-sum co-intelligence,
hybrid nature-spirits
of each more cooperatively opulent ego/eco
organic/harmonic
biosystem.

We all breathe out Yang
and WinWin Yin in
this same bilateral double-binding acclimating way,
just as our sacred bicameral hearts
each and all beat diastolic opening
and diastatic to close cooperative/competing co-intensions
BothAnd together.

I believe it was Bucky Fuller who first LeftBrain languaged:
Ergodically reiterative energy is to bilaterally communicating physical nature
as Ionic-Bionic In-Ex Formation is to metaphysically languaged systems,
marching toward cooperatively responsible
and responsive co-ownership
to and for and of flowing synergetic interdependence.

 

 

 

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Climate Health Marching

Marching and dancing and singing
in and of and for healthy climates
regenerating wealthy landscapes,
ideally coming together,
like masturbating in pubic,
but subtly, and trans-genderally clothed,
only on the inside as if outside,
cuming together as one new multicultural regenerator march.

Sexy strutting marchers
but with opulent simplicity
remixing mindbody co-arisings,
with polyculturing health-wealth
resonating perpetual just-right foreplay climates,
then simulcasting decomposing re-investments,
of and for self and other
cooperatively,
and sacredly,
internally as externally,
perpetuating our collective climax fertility.

Climate marchers that cum together
spray cooperative ownership and mutual-governance
to gather future generations of climate-healthy marchers
as public,
yet resonantly private,
master incubators.

This liturgy of sexy climate marching
grows room and spaces,
folds and places,
for both sad becomings into ego-loss,
making more room to commence with singing glad
being Earth’s echoing climax
of zero-sum eco-gain,
rhythmed not sin to sin,
but Win to Win further healthing days
and fertile nights.

My climate march
begins at midnight
with sad responsive songs of dualdark longing
to be rid of depressing competitive pathologies,
then rise with dawning trusted landscapes
to greet this new EarthDay,
to sing and dance and march
with glorious cuming resonant echoes
shimmering through Earth’s capital domes and turrets,
until we ring together
West and East
Left and Right
Yang and Yin
in perpetually resonating climax.

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Marching Climate Choreographers

In dancing,
as in 4-dimensional spacetime organic life,
we have two primary functions:

The Yang-strength function bears weight
to remain standing despite gravity,
upright in some often vertically-challenged capacity.

The Yin function is balance
which calls for more concentrated emphasis on flexibility
and appositional symmetry,
bilaterality
and tri-laterality
and moving quad-laterality.

When couples dance
often partners with greater strength
will assume the more Yang empowering role,
while the other partner
will complement their collateral dual destiny
by electing to concentrate more on Yin’s co-nurturing role
of flexibility,
symmetry,
flow of nondual co-arising balance
as a couple.

Those who are premeditatively predestined toward dance
may also co-redemptively choose
to interdependently co-invest,
both vertically against gravity
and horizontally co-gravitating
through ego/eco-systemic flow,
capital enraptured LeftBrain,
yet also full mindbody Elder RightBrain
eco-reinvesting flow
of God’s StrongCreation Stories
as Goddess’s humane-divine ReGenerative Dance.

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Last Climate of Night

Lyrics to Auld Lang Syne
Jim Scott, inspired
Gerald Dillenbeck, deranged

May all who venture forth today
be welcome ‘ere we go,
And those who risk a gesture kind
reap all that we would sow.

For love will reach across this time
disarming anger here.
Let all misunderstanding rest
these last hours of our fear.

May all find shelter in our warmth
of new friends as with old,
Where errors past may be forgiv’n,
bright futures swell foretold.

Beyond these embers dying here
to raise a flame anew
Unbound by clock and climate fear,
our song rings clear and true.

Let tales of loss and victory
inspire us all again
And may bold resolve find support
of healthy climate friends.

Surrender final judgments here
so small in vast pretext.
Thus might these last nights of our fear
be first lights of what’s next.

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EarthDay by Day

Day by day
within each passing shadow,
surging strength
to grow from fear through time.

Night by night
without full hope of living,
doubt pervades
my troubling mind’s worst fears.

Night by day
and day by night
within each dwelling passion,
faith I find
to live despite dark nights.

Day by night
and night by day
we dream co-dwelling passions,
loves as lives
to die apart in light,
to fly as part of bright.

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ReCreating MaryJuanita

I noticed that one of the Kennedy patriarchs,
probably a Joseph or John or Ted
or Tim or Matthew or Mark or Luke,
Why do they all begin to look and sound the same to me?
Anyway, one of these informed and educated and good guys
responded to decriminalizing ingestion of THC,
cautioning us regarding potential public health hazards.

While I share some of these bleary and yet specific concerns,
Mr. Kennedy and I do seem to view these potential pathological influences
through two quite different frames of reference.

He approaches dangers of THC influence
in contrast to a population that would otherwise presumably ingest
organic goat’s milk and wild honey.

I see the prospects for a THC cooperative addicted society
in pleasant contrast
to our current alcohol degenerative indigestion
addicted to bipolar competing ecopolitical disculturation.

From a public health perspective,
given only a choice between THC or alcohol decriminalization,
the evidence of history appears to vote
for the more regenerative THC.

Now,
if we could addict honey bees to THC pollen,
and goats to voraciously forage on marijuana fibers,
and we became the land of goat milk and THC honey;
that, I suppose,
would be so much more
our healthier wealth of opportunity.

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Tragic Climates for Comedians

If we invested more educational mentoring time
sharing our own mixed-use and neglectful abuse
poetic wisdom stories,
and less time memorizing exegetical LeftBrain histories,
we might more cooperatively learn to live healthier together
and to internally die less, apart.

An under-exploited difference between comedy and tragedy
may discover you have a story to vulnerably share
more than recover from some dogma you compulsively need
to competitively seed and repeat,
because you are so sure your audience
is too dim to fully appreciate
your authentic story
vulnerably glory and gory shared.

Humus is a profound icon of eco-creolization
toward the regenerative fertility of soils
Just as humor is a surprising ergodic pattern of ego-re-creolization
toward cooperative extension of polypathy,
ecopolitical empathy,
universal trust more than reductively dominant mistrust.

It seems climatically important,
and chronically profound,
for educators and politicians
and other public/private health v pathology professionals
to notice the primary audience for poetry is poets,
for philosophy, is other philosophers,
for math, is other mathematicians,
for scientific specialists, other co-branded specialists,
yet for cooperative economics, everyone
of all species
and all regenerations of time’s health-wealth potential.

This feels like both an EarthDay risk
and a post-millennial therapeutic climate opportunity.

Poetry and philosophy are written,
and most broadly distributed,
produced,
networked,
cooperatively-reinvested,
with other non-elite poetic and philosophical souls in mind,
some with poetic and wisdom-loving skill-sets themselves,
and some who have only hungry unfulfilled cooperative-yearning souls.

Many of these hungry,
more chronically stressed,
RightBrain dominantly represeed,
casualties,
are among our homeless,
our uncounted unemployed and under-vocationed,
our brothers and sisters,
our children,
with more mental pathologies
than mental health.

How could we hope to teach,
much less co-mentor,
co-redeem,
healthy and wealthy science and math,
much more reading and multiculturally honest writing,
by removing their historical roots
in poetry and philosophical experience
and multicultural (0)-sum health-wealth
emerging from optimally regenerative WinWin ego/ecotherapies?

It feels ecopolitically
and intellectually dishonest
to further subsidize the distopian assumption of Might Makes Right
EitherWin/OrLose evolutionary theories
when Earth’s multicultural evidence
for Right (0)-Sum BiLateral Flow Relationship
building co-invested nutritional wealth
evolves and revolves so regeneratively redundant
and reiterative
and abundantly obvious BothLeft/AndRight.

Our tragedy is not just that patriarchal competition culture
is currently overpopulating the FirstWorld supremacist face of Earth,
although that is a profound climate health issue,
Climates of struggling health
and humanely unfulfilled landscapes of potential wealth
are even more seminally rooted
in LeftBrain cultural dominance
currently in last historical gasp
of over-populating each of our capitalist monoculturing days
to the point of extinguishing therapeutic values of more cooperative nights
and reproductive rights,
with or without full moons,
but under a sea of stars
now fading from view
and multicultural reweaving memory.

If we invested more time
sharing our own mixed-use wisdom stories,
and less time memorizing LeftBrain pathologies,
we might more cooperatively learn to live healthier,
with good humor, together
and to internally die less tragically, apart.

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Revolutionary Climates

YangEgo is endosymbiotic
as Yin EcoHome grows ectosymbiotic.

These two faces of cooperative change
dipolar co-arise creolization,
transubstantiation,
metamorphic re-acclimation
within as without;

Interior landscape evolution
as exterior climates of great and small transitional revolutions.

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Becoming PolyPathic

To become polypathic should feel regenerative, good, positive,
maybe even beautiful, graced,
like we are inviting only the positive karmic stuff of Earth
and humanity.

Pathology, on the other hand, is degenerative,
negative antipathy,
it is reductive.

While health, fed by consistently good sensory-neural nutrition,
is regenerative,
positive empathic trust;
it is inductive–
which is double-bind notnot deductive,
degenerative,
negative.

A polypathic double-negative
regeneratively inductively feels
like it could only equal a polynomial positive,
as notnot equals yes.

So regenerative life becomes equivalent to notnot fully degenerated death,
yet.

PolyPathology is the ecopolitics of how these two are
and are not
equivalent normative-descriptive
and ethical-prescriptive
positive WinWin values
and notnot double-binding LoseLose disvalues,
empathic trusts and anti-pathic distrusts,
with multiculturing-creolizing Tipping Points
of polypathic equilibrium in-between,
midway YangLeft and YinRight.

Paths,
to science and religion and philosophy,
share one bilateral nature/spirit
dynamically nutritional health/pathology,
ecology,
ethology,
theology,
one bicameral Way,
BothAnd bilateral truths,
multiculturing-acclimating-creolizing lives,
dipolar co-arising Tao,
Sacred Evolutions of EarthAcclimation
and YinFlow ReVolutions of ReAcclimation-Reversion.

You can imagine how the monocultural surface and interior of both sun and moon
appear and sound and feel,
hot and cold and airless.

But,
can you imagine how the multicultural surface and color-drenched soils of Earth
would so miraculously appear
and longingly sound
and polypathically feel
green and blue and ultra-violet,
dark and light,
neither too hot or cold or airless to survive
and potentially thrive,
as regeneratively viewed from either sun or moon?

Can you reweave this muticulturing miracle
of cooperatively owned and managed climate
for breathing in self-acclimating Yang
to breathe out re-acclimation of our WinWin-YinYin LightSquared-Fractal
re-investing Earth,
home,
ego/eco-conscious CenterCommons,
full-color violet transcendent denseblack/whitelight octaves
of fertile ergodic nutritional rhythms,
patterns ecopolitical notnot pathological?

If so,
then you,
like any creature capable of seeing both sun and moon,
and imagining how Earth’s regenerativity would feel fertile by comparison,
are well on our way of reweaving healthier cooperative climates
of polypathic WinWin consciousness.

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Making Hay

Make hay while the sun shines.

I grew up as a closeted polypathic nature-mystic
on a marginal, at best, family farm
in Michigan.

This farm was my embryonic home,
an extension of my vastly loved and nurturing Mother,
more than my workahoic homophobic Father,
who most emphatically did create a patriarchal god in his own image.
His farm was for slave labor.
Her farm was a garden for growing healthy wealth.

I loved Mom’s Multi-ReGenerational Family Farm
like an extension of my ego’s mind and body.

And, like a turtle without a shell,
when I first headed off to Ann Arbor’s University
I brought my happy and healthy ego with me,
eager to begin my new adventure story,
yet I emotionally stumbled,
felt naked and exposed and depressed,
for lack of my embryonic habitus,
my eco-center,
my home,
my interdependently embracing love of sacred spaces
and their seasons of regeneration and degeneration,
growing still and fading without ego me
conjoining.

I was homesick,
but not for Nurturing Nanny
and Fearsome Father
or even Perfect Princess Sister, whom I cherished,
whom I could talk and listen to as whim might invite,
and, although somewhat more of a sore detachment from our farmhouse interior spaces,
my disorienting alienation from Ann Arbor
was as a too-urban outside place
just as my recreating resident embrace
favored my dorm and classroom youth-learning multicultural race
against more oppressive monoculturing times.

To this day,
despite a six week backpacking hike
along California’s Pacific Coast Trail,
plundered by surreal vistas and fragrance and light and unspeakable beauty,
when I imagine a meadow, a field, a woodland,
a pond,
a barn,
an unpaved road,
a gravel drive,
a herd of cattle,
a pen of pigs,
a coop of chickens,
a litter of kittens with eyes still sealed shut,
I recall iconic scenes from this sacred originating home,
my eco-memory
calling my doubly-bound ego-enculturing self
back home
to where we permaculturally began together,
making hay while the sun did shine.

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