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Stalked by August Trees

Every time I change directions
lately, and possibly beforely,
Trees stand by to mentor
and nurture,
to feed with branched hands
to bleed when uprooted
from aptic past centuries
of hibernating winter naps.

Trees of original pheromone attraction,
August spawned
like Taurus colonizing crabgrass
embedded in deep horticultural learning root systems
self-with-other cooperative matriarchal
reverse-hierarchical
healthcare.

I’m driving my deep royal blue truck
without 1.5 tons of empty ideas
about why we tell each other we hope to plant trees
and edible urban goodnews landscapes.

And why deeper resilience
might invite us to think more extended family
about locally edible preferences for foragers
of all healthy species,
edible and humanely divinely ornamental.

Nor why merely WinWin ornamental undervalued lives
rather than Win/Lose edible and commodified deaths
bring more or less longterm health-resilient values
for unhungry people
and rapid but not rabid rabbits
and self-satisfied maternal turtles
and bedded oysters
and slow-grown snails
and sleek blue herons,
just because they too
can appear deep royal blue
when standing studying wet
nutritional environments
under a canopy
of May raining births and bursts
of pheromone coming leaves.

Why do healthy MotherTrees,
edibly and ornamentally developing,
cooperatively co-managing multicultural Trust with Beauty,
lust for a diversely wealthy woodland?
Responding to August pheromones
with healthy diastatic climax
here near our urban queered Thames River,
formerly Shetucket from the north and east,
and frantic Yantic
to those Western First TreeNation shored.

I remember driving
toward a first-time rendezvous
with another TaurusBrother,
deep royal purple
from early August sun
beneath picnic tabled shade trees.

Wearing broad branched shoulders
Armaments extending his Taurus pheromones
well beyond his white wife-beater
understory.
If not in heated August,
Would he still be my shade tree husband,
mentor of Win/Lose nature v spirit detachments
disassociations
half a well-branched tree story
without valuing rich deep ornamental August roots?

I want to plant fruit
and nut
and date trees,
and edible oyster
and clam
and turtle
and river-watered healthy habitat
because I am a more ornamentally interesting
and edibly invested tree of Taurus confidence
when planting and watching,
with authorized RightBrain WinWin gratitude,
graceful Trees of multiregenerational
sacred ecological
cooperative tree-rooted
August pheromone life.

Returning from an Urban Agriculture
cooperative conversation
about why we hope to heal
our jonesing
almost August souls
planting and caring for young growing Trees
seduced into reborn leaving life
by May becoming rich soil
and climate atmospheric pheromones.

WinWin Trees
and seasonally revolving pheromones.
I suppose these are why
I choose planting edible trees
with fellow ornamental minds
as these healthy WiseElders
planted RightBrain sacred wealth-inviting climates
reforesting Left/Right branching deep rich Green
August climaxing pheromones.

Trees WiseElder cared for my original farmhouse home,
oak and fir and maple
surrounding
shaded August rutting adolescent heat

Driving home
to my favorite stalking Trees
in my deep royal blue,
with WinWin green resilient interior,
August pheromanic Truck.

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Community Health Assurance

Transparent and robust public and private healers,
servants,
ego and ecotherapists,
cooperatively investigate, with appreciation,
cooperative health insurance
for people,
healthy homes,
resilient transportation,
and cooperative tree and plant and children and elderly nursing
preserved through winter kitchens
and solar-fueled composting centers.

Health insurance assurance,
transubstantiating health/wealth reassurance,
investing in cooperatively-owned and eco-managing
therapeutic non-violent communication skill-sets
to optimize cooperative creolic healthy multiculturing outcomes
celebrating WinWin health assurance cafes,
with open mic improvisations,
incubators of Left/Right deep learning bilateral re-education
in locally-owned on-line viral franchises,
globally merging off-line S-incorporated
cooperative local health networks

Rooted in ancient FireCircle
non-violent discernments,
Both/And
WinWin healing communication reassurance disciplines,
not assassination bulletins,

1. I summarize what I hear my baton giver give,
offer,
invite,

2. “And I would gratefully add…”

3. I check with former speakers,
“Did I hear you health correctly
and/or pathology incorrectly?”

4. If notnot WinWin
GoldenRule cooperatively reiterating,
I hand our co-assuring baton
on
to that still reaching hand
furthest away from me.

5. If GoldenRule does not yet consensually apply,
I hand our baton back to the last Both/And successful
vocal performance,
with mutually outreaching hands
and feet, if necessary,
to co-invite further look and see
into me
WinWin discernment.

6. We summarize together,
our mutually held healthwealth invitations,
pending further cooperative community discernment,
extending to regional biosystemic Green Allies
of all Species
for ecotherapeutic cooperatively-owned health insurance
assurance
and WinWin wealth reassurance
becoming

7. My post millennial youth through WiseElder development cafe,
indoor/outdoor incubation of Permacultural Paradise
health wealth assurance,
ecotherapeutic green vocation,
organic health composting
neighborhood creolizing stone soup
harvesting and preserving kitchens

Incubators for seasonally staged health reassurance
food and fuel and fiber and fire preservation
and soil restoration
and Zero-soul communication
Both/And health wealth,
nutritional site
and sight
and sound citation
and fragrant recitation
and feeling resonant pheromone pattern recreations
and speaking up
and out
for resilient health insurance
cooperatively-owned
and ego/ecotherapeutically co-facilitated.

Food is fuel digesting
in cooperative healthy stomachs
in WinWin therapeutic and WinLose terrorizing homes,
through cooperative resonant
and competing dissonant
ears,
digesting voices
with embodied feelings
redigesting polypathic
neuro-sensual limbic-temporal consciousness

Of sacred ecotherapeutic LusciousFood
as ego wealth fueling
resonantly robust organic
ecofeminist GreenHealth
liberally freed to love
within RightSpirit with LeftNature nondual humanities
theo-ecological health histories
of climate caregiving
revolutionary green vocational
ecopolitical
PositivEnergy Democracy
with Earth matriotic HolySpirit custodial Trees
and allied plants
sprouting AnimaMundi
starvation and thirst under-insurance Issues.

Longing for Health ReAssuring Compost,
Manna consumption
inviting community cooperative predicting communion
song and dance celebrations,
reborn of non-violent multicultural WinWin resilience
to minimize healthrisk faith competitions
now WinLose runaway becoming darkly normative
toward LoseLose competing anti-trust.

If Food and Fuel and Fiber FireJustice
through viral Urban Agriculture
are about basic health security and allied resilience
of access to wealth
for organically cooperative nutrition
nurturing positive Left/Right correlations,

Then Urban Agriculture
is also about Water Equity
transporting access
and purity of health potentiating Global EcoJustice.

We continue talking about
community cooperatively-owned health insurance
and assurance of robust wealthy access
for all,
regardless of resonant disabilities, etc…
on this edge of New England,
speaking through the polypathic mouth
of our regeneratively sacred Thames River,
back when it was known as
Shetucket to the East
and Yantic to the Western Tribes.

We forage like minds to plant date and nut trees
above Her shores.
We could do cooperatively better
if our upstream allies
had planted fruit trees
twenty years ago,
or, next best WinWin,
even now.

Both/And WinWin co-allied options
default normative environments
rather than WinLose
LeftBrain Either/Or
deductively deep-line learned
dualistic You redefining Me resubstantiating You
oppositional defiance
where
appositional Left with Right health re-alliance
used to breathe in planting above
as harvesting out downstream below
more Beautifully Healthy Spring
then WealthTrusting Fall Harvest.

A pay to play LoseLose
retributive justice system
is far less health insurance efficient
than a don’t pay to replay WinWin
rewarding restorations
of ego/ecotherapeutic
cooperatively-owned
regenerative/recreative
Green Vocations

Deep learning
Master ZenZone
PermaCultural Gardening
and ReForesting health resilient climates
before and after
EcoCommunity Harvest Meetings

For EcoFeminist GreenPeace
organic insurance gardeners,
EarthMother Allies,
Green EgoEcoTherapeutic Advocates,
HealthCare Insurance ReEvaluators
readjusting in favor of WinWin nutrition
absorbing past LoseLose toxins
as public double-binding ZeroZone Actuarials
of Life’s more resilient values

S-Corporation co-investment Advocates
for food and fiber and fuel and fire productive caregiving insurance
organically adjustable
co-acclimating nutritional assurance preserves
creolizing ego/ecopolitical health-wealth
reassurance.

My conflicting bipolar Win/Lose map
is not my cooperatively dipolar Win/Win
co-arising
limbic/temporal reassuring territory.

My few RightWing patriarchal redneck voices
bow to LeftWing ecofeminist health
insurance.

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Freedom Offenses

In Nebraska,
a conservative barn RedState,
the “corrections” system,
and allies,
stakeholders like extended organic families,
co-investors,
came up with a revolutionary goal
during a FutureSearch
WinWin discernment process
to learn from each other
what to do about Offenders…

Social and political offenders,
Economic and environmental offenders,
Family and community offenders,
Child safety and global health offenders

Most, essentially all,
longed for a “healing environment”
for inmates.

I feel like an inmate today
in an overcrowded
toxically rabid
Trumpian prison
for the duration
of a fake FreedomDay.

While he
and his self-declared SuperElite allies,
co-disinvestors in public health,
Win/Lose stakeholders,
throw away our cooperatively owned
WiseElder GoldenRule key,
remaining more aggressively free
each nightmare night
to destroy any HateCrime remnants
of therapeutic climate health commitments
to fellow Ego/EcoCentering Inmates.

Whether in RedState Nebraska
or GreenState Massachusetts,
whether wild red FirstNation
matriarchal healers
or Green mythopoetic Gaian holonic Goddesses
of polypathic
polyphonic
polynomial
Eco/TheoLogical RightBrain
WiseElder harmonics,

We all
deep learn inside
longing for,
and belonging from,
cooperatively healing environments
for EarthMother imprinted DNA
Strong and fluid
independent interdependent inmates.

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Love Through All Seasons

What does it mean to you
to be loved
right here
where you live and breathe,
eat and occasionally shower?

What value would you give
my investment of mutual regard?

Do you know
you can love
and be loved
for who you are right now?
And for that sainted sinner
you inevitably will become,
and for all those you have been
since first I laid eyes on you,
and smelled you,
and listened for your still small
and large voices.

Love cannot be reduced
and confined
to just one tense,
or even two
with those we are committed to
and for;
And best spreads across
all four seasons
of sacred change.

Love is limited
only by mistrusting imagination,
WinLose dissonant assumption,
reductions of sacred organic integrity
to secular strategic mendacity,
deducted images distancing us
confining what I know and feel
for you and us up to now,

Not disregarding
or over-valuing
past and potential future
wealth for what feels safe for us today
to believe and hope,
our reviving health
tomorrow.

 

When winters hand out plastic bottled lemon juice
and grieving onions
too long endured,
I would like to trade some for limes
and grateful southern summer garlic
if you have those
to share.

Together
we might make lemon-lime local aid
and add community’s basic bullion
for regenerate harvest
building stone multiculturing soup,
green vegetarian
and redmeat simmering stews.

When life hands us lemons
and FixIt unpeeling onions
Earth invites rebirthing us
to re-imagine all four seasons
and three tenses together
our re-creolizing cacophany
with restoring beverage
of healthy re-changing choice
for loving peace as resilient ecojustice.

Love of who and what,
when and where,
and why until just us again,
revisiting community polycultural outdoor worship
during summer health-climax

And on through fall harvest,
and yet another inevitable winterish lemon
of creolizing discontent,
stuck inside
liturgical long-range extended family garden planning
plotting worshiping community love redevelopment,
global song and dance sacred restoration,
healthy-wealth of peace

As integrity of love
for WinWin organic choices
changing four-seasons from above
as below,
without
as within.

 

 

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Rose City

I live in a rose-tinted town
bowing mainly to White Western skies
bleached of blue blooded color
but also of dire Eastern dawns
with smoky red skies,
warning farmers and gardeners
taking and giving nutritional cover
under bad-blooded weather
on our way to further apart.

I live in a NorthEastern place
replete with geriatric grace
yet less mindful of holistic medicines
less conscious through holy meditations
less wholesome
with cooperative administrations
of home
and families
and neighborhoods
as wholesome 7-Generation multihoods.

I live in a public space
directed by private embrace
toward trusting love of all four directions
all eight lifetime resurrections

From infant to child,
child to pre-teen,
pubescent to late adolescent,
where U.S. culture seems to be LeftBrain stuck,
between delayed adolescents and too young adults,
young adults toward mature polyculturists
voters listening to WiseElder leaders,
WiseElder leaders
longing to conjoin CoMessiahs
and Bodhisattva Warriors
and PolyCulturing Yogis
and MultiCulturing EarthScientists
and PolyPhonically inclined EarthArtists
and PolyPathic EarthEducators and Mentors.

Researchers and Designers
of full-octaved trust,
if for no positively healthy reason,
to avoid hatreds of anti-trust
and ambivalent angers
seeking secular mistrust
and equivalent fears
finding infinite misery
pathologies.

I live in a rose-scented town
where three polluted rivers conjoin
worshipped by LastNative gamblers
reweaving our vapid ritual bows
within all four fractal revolving dimensions.

I live in a rose-fading town
aging while watching southwestern drought,
at risk of growing coastal
as Northern blizzards of chaos
compete with Southern hurricanes and tornadoes
of flooding tsunamic complexity.

I live in a rose memory town
filled with ghosts of LeftBrain dominant climatic pathology
rising up to restore RightBrain with Left
peace from within,
settling down to withstand
capital punishments
ego-justified retributions
without rose-tinted glasses.

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Graceful Outdoor Voices

It feels easier to me
to recall and eagerly embrace
what remains sacred in humane nature
while outside
listening to surf and winds
of exterior EarthSouled nature.

It seems easier to fill our cathedrals
and capitals
with cupolas of resounding
one resonant inside voice,
but feels more salvific to fill all our outdoor extending voices
across exterior sacred spaces
with resplendant gospels
of all EarthSoul’s polyphonic Creations,

EnergyCreators of harmonizing outdoor,
and occasionally indoor,
voices filling sacred iconic meaning
with secular vocational purpose,
both natural with spiritual realities
of liberating WinWin planning,
evaluating,
implementing,
governing,
choreographing,
designing,
ritualizing,
reconnecting
resiliently keeping time and rhythm
without unnecessary defensive WinLose knots
double-bound in understoried eighth notes
of 4/4 C-Major/minor
Elite/NotElite patterns
composing RealityTime.

Beloved outdoor communities
warmed by communion campfires
burning rhapsodic love songs,
flames of history greeting sacred herstory,
realities of polyphonic EarthSoul enlightenment,
emerging AnimaMundi consciousness.

Backyard campfires
and front yard cooperative gardens,
with a dash more RightBrain friendly THC
and a pinch less LeftBrain suffocating alcohol,
are great transitional events
for developing WinWin
SecularLeft with SacredRight Energy CoOperatives.

A great way to remember
we have always best sung
our community-rooted lights and powers
more cooperatively polyphonic
and less competitively capitalistic.

Back yard love story singing
and dancing,
talking and walking,
and listening and speaking democratically
back and forth across all our BBQ grills
and StoneSoup memories
of community Commons ownership,
integrity of empowerment through mutual enlightenment,
responsibilities with WinWin restoring authority
of Golden Rules
for our ultimate sacred utility sector,
our usefulness,
sufficiency of energy,
our purpose
Earth’s democratizing energy reality,
AnimaMundi sacred light.

Anima Mundi
nondual meaning of ourselves,
dipolar healthy together;
more bipolar pathological apart.

Front yard community gardens,
indigenously planned
back yard reforesting projects,
proposals and programs,
ecological economic policies,
sacred multiculturing communities of voices
blowing and nutritiously surging,
chirping and squeaking
and raining and scolding,
singing and dancing mutual health benefits
of this great postmillennial shift

Shifting from secularized reductive Patriarchal Energy Business
toward redistributing nutritional Matriarchal Networks
of cooperatively-owned
indoor with outdoor community-communion voices,
secular and sacred

Energy sustaining
polyphonic song
and dance,
surf and wind,
planting and harvesting,
reforesting and refueling,
restorying and recreating
regenerating and reconnecting
Sacred Energy Communions
blossoming in HumblingLeft-RightGratitude,
positive balancing energy attitude.

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Restoration Towns

I was skeptically listening
to a retiring social researcher,
and problem-solving imaginer,
from the American Enterprise Institute;

An Institute
I usually find more destitute
of bicameral consciousness than not,
and thereby with less healthy resonant imagination
than more pathological dissonance.

But, I found myself agreeing with him.
He is retiring,
in part,
because he is tired of preaching to a choir
that has not yet learned the beginner’s importance
of listening to each others’ voices
for harmonies
and what may sound off healthy key.

He opined that this USA
used to be a democratic space
others,
from other EarthBound political and economic places,
felt good about having around
as a healthy beaconing neighbor.

A place inspiring inclusive dreams of cooperative hope
for ourselves
our families
and local WinWin dominant communities
of educated problem-solvers.

I’m not entirely sure
Martin Luther King would have shared this view,
nor slaves
nor indentured servants
nor women
nor prisoners
nor even cooperative adolescents of all creeds and colors
wise beyond their non-enfranchised years.

The U.S.,
he said,
used to be a place composed of communities
with Yankee ingenuity
and Southern charming hospitality.

A democratic
local problem-solving place,
where people knew they need not agree with their neighbors
but we are obliged to listen carefully with each other,
in public discernment spaces
where diversity of images
and density of combined imaginations
derive both RightBrain healthy metaphors
and LeftBrain wealthy analogies,
therapeutic systems
and healing models
for cooperative WinWin co-governance

CoArising communities invested in local integrity
to multicultural faith in combined wisdom
of each other,
like grains in one loaf of multigrained nutrition,
deriving BothAnd inclusively imaged designs,

Both implementation
and evaluation
cohering cooperative enterprises,

Both redesigners of healthy ecopolitical cycles
and of deeply sacred ecological wisdom future-seekers.

I could have been reading into
his more straightforward time-bite.
We were once composed of communities
that could solve our own problems,
at least with those allowed in empowering rooms.

We were a successful creolizing experiment,
back in more agrarian democratic nurturing days
and quieter starlit restorative nights.

We were more effectively self-governing
back before incorporated complexities
of distant shareholder owners
hiring CEOs
whose job is to grow
grow
grow
quarterly profits,
even at sometimes necessary expense
of long-term employees
and their healthy and secure families,
conservers of ethics
and aesthetics,
beauty and truth
of good neighbor practices,
natural and spiritual.

Corporations v flighty local customers,
too often distracted by competitions,
Either us, Or them
unfortunate necessities,
norms of self-righteous justification,
values of tough-love discontent
and anger management
about ZeroSum WinLose realities
of unkind natured
and spirited lives
and dying
and death.

But now,
in this post-millennial time,
post-industrial rabid growth of fossil fuel-based irrational conclusions
and post-global competitions between capital-harvesting incorporations,
now climate-forced to turn
toward more locally owned cooperative health-investing communities,
some already growing healthy cooperative cultures
and active WinWin guilds
and co-investment networks,

We still search for healthier locally-owned solutions
to what have become global disinvestment
away from healthy local subclimate issues,
concerns informing polypathic
creolizing
deep ecological WinWin solutions.

How can my small New England community
solve our problems of dirty air
polluted water,
sterile and messed-up soil?
We nutritionally fade from all five senses,
fake food and piety,
false fascist patriotism
and toxic anti-nutritional cultural choices.

We are each one among many,
local ownership and investment fading,
increasingly noncompetitive,
Loser communities of EarthSoul dismay.

Communities surrounded by MeFirst nationalistic thinking
and lack of local-global dipolar consciousness of healthy cultures,
now setting aside rabidly competing nationalistic Middlemen,
Corporate CEOs,
we reclaim ownership by families and households
building up local and bioregional enterprise,
owned by those who work here as healthy neighbors,
trained in health-wealth ego-eco balancing consciousness.

We are no longer manageable by distant CEOs
or Boards of Competing to HoardPrivateProfit Directors.

We do already own local Boards of Health and Education
representing informed share-holders,
co-investors who are, at our best,
love infested,
usually not from afar,
often from inside our bioregions
and nearby towns,
grateful for long-term bottom-line
slow nutritionally grown
health-wealth profits.

We might enjoy health
with local cooperative democratic control,
with producer and consumer balancing co-ownership,
with WinWin ecosystemic bilateralism
between acting locally
and global consciousness,
setting aside WinLose monoculturing ecopolitics
whereby local communities remain stuck
in LoseLose globalizing issues
that no one community can problem-solve,
resolve,
isolated from local health-investment opportunities
severed from outside national
and international dis-investors
devoid of local learning,
knowing,
experiencing
my community’s EarthSoul

Our emerging democratic consciousness;
Global climate health restorations
of all green polyculturing cooperative communities
WinWin together

Our towns could,
and might,
Great Health-Transition together.

Local US communities
no longer enjoy the envy of EarthTribe.
Positive psychologists might suggest we have become WinLose
LeftBrain under-educated and ill-formed
regarding EarthSoul’s polypathic history
of love
in communities
of Sacred MotherEarth Creation Stories,
FirstNation Thanksgiving Pledges,

Positive WinWin locally owned
and grown
and designed
and implemented
and co-investing Attitude
of Sacred Ego-Ecological Gratitude.

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