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Jesus Told Me

Jesus taught and lived
Those who follow the Way
Truth
Life, rather than punishing death,
would be known
by our love,
especially for our enemies.

He did not say, or live,
Those who punish themselves and others with death threats
and war planning
and technology design
and nihilistic absence of healthy purpose
would be TruthLivers
known as restorative peace-makers,
inheriting the Kingdom of God at hand.

For LaoTse
we are Way,
Truth,
Life known
by our Yang/Yin harmonic balance
with darkYin as antagonist of stubborn ignorance,
reflecting unkind outcomes of MotherEarth
and Her thunder and lightning Heavens
bringing cold winds of Yang-dominant terror
and warm flows of Yin-Yang wu-wei
in-between
Tipping Pointed selves as enemies
restoring peaceful balance,
within-egoYang,
as without-ecoYin.

To love your enemies
as yourself
is to actively seek restorative justice
peace-filled balance for all parties,
including anti-let’s-party! haters
and monoculturing weedish and prudish supremacists,
fundamentalists,
evangelists,
zealots,
terrorists,
slave-owners,
racists,
sexists,
homophobes,
missionary colonizers,
AntiSemitic
AntiCreolization
trauma-inducing predators and parasites,
and, Jesus’ favorite love to hate, Pharisees.

To be known by our love for enemies,
is to know our enemies as ourselves,
to love ourselves as both victimized protagonist
and antagonist,
provoking angry retributions,
fear-filled victims
of our own,
and our Elders,
violent misjudgments.

To love ourselves
within this heuristic balance,
doing our best
is to love our larger selves
as traumatizing enemy of love
and yet therapeutic lover of self-inflicted,
other-afflicting,
enemies.

Thich Nhat Hanh
shares a restorative council agenda
as anciently practiced in his Buddhist tradition.

Community facilitators
with unusual strengths for compassion,
begin by telling a personal story
of an event in their owned history
when they have known the shame of offending against love,
against active and integrative cooperation.

Then they apologize for this offense
against those assembled victims.
Atone for their lack of sufficient love,
trust,
faith.

Then, and only then, they invite victims
and offenders
to do as the facilitators have themselves mentored,
to tell their most recent shared story
of victims and offenses
against restoring cooperative love
within this community
of EarthTribe lovers.

For instance,
voting against universal health care giving and receiving
as a basic application of our multiculturally advocated
Golden Rule,
constitutionally protected
as pursuit of resident Welfare
and a more perfect Unity
(NOT fascist military-industrialized uniformity).

I try to picture what stories of restoration
facilitators would invite
if FirstNation CEOs
were to host a Peace Circle
with Christian Evangelical Missionaries
and Military-Industrial Generals,
grandsons of rifle-holders
for ecopolitically racist assumptions
of spiritual therefore naturally endowed
Manifest Destiny Supremacy,
and WhiteMan CEOs,
including grandsons of slave-holders
for HeavenlyMansion and Mammon Goals,
all WesternPatriarchal classroom read and propagandized
as Protagonists in a Western InterContinental Patriotic History of Love,
yet recognizing great-grandparents
in light of larger love’s Win-Win capacities,
now appear as repressive Retributional Antagonists,
rooted in fear and anger and hate,
not always so much trust and faith and justice,
for a polyculturing history
of love as ego-eco balance
between loving oneself
as both related to past Protagonists
and Antagonists
of Earth’s restorative peace
and therapeutic love
for Win-Win bilateral justice.

It is in our most vulnerable shame
for lapses in co-passionate love
that we are most likely to therapeutically recover
shared memories of blame,
and active hope to restore love’s balance
more polypathically inclusive next time.

This rhetorical agenda,
for mentoring facilitators,
is their second-mile walk,
their turning of violently struck both cheeks,
their opportunity to offer a time of personal shame
to open double-binding gates
of collective Lose-Lose blame
and it’s ecological apposition,
Win-Win restorative cooperation
of active Love.

Golden Rules
to do as you would have done justice
and not do and judge
as you could not not do without greater co-passion,
active love for Win-Win restoration
of peace councils,
internal and external,
practiced best each moment
of each grace-filling balanced karma day.

Willing and able to see oneself,
and one’s extended family,
as both sacred protagonists
and sinner antagonists
of co-evolving historic love,
fulfilled in HereNow potential health integrity
of each moment’s Sacred EarthRestoring Wisdom.

Jesus taught and lived
Those who follow this ReStorative Way
Truth
Life, rather than punishing death,
would be known
by our love,
especially for our enemies,
within egos
and without eco-conscious balance.

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EnLightening ReLigions

Religiosity is the culture-bound pretension
of religious relational function.

Religious is to spiritually healthy function
as religion
creed
faith system, idolatrous or divine,
is to spiritual form,
structure,
ecosystemic or pathologically other-unwise.

Spirit is to natural health functions,
mental and physical and sacred,
as nature
ecology
active positive hope systems
are to natural form,
polypathic structures,
polyphonic themes of Wisdom Literature,
EcoLogos Paradigms of Health,
Sacred Ecology
for Earth’s ReStorative Ego/EcoJustice.

Bilateral Win v Lose religiosity dysfunctions
within each bicameral WinWin religion
represent evil absence of sacred ecological Form,
ExeGenesis
ReGenesis,
Alpha through Beta-Omega.

YangUniverse
with YinSquared bilateral speed
of FatherTime’s polypathic enlightenment.

ReligiousLeft with Integrity of SacredRight
co-arising nondual healthy spirit-nature PolyCultural YangFunction
Optimization,
meeting Continuous Quality Improvement
WinWin EcoPolitical Performance Standards,
weighed on MotherEarth’s Scales
of ReStorative EcoJustice grace paid forward
for Ego/Eco Peace through globally cooperative gratitude
in regenerative return.

PolyCultural Religion,
YinYin (0)-BiLateral Souls,
Absence of DualDark Bright
Double-Binding NotNot = WinWin BiCamerality,
Positive Psychology
of EgoLeft Secular Patriarchal Dominance
restoring
EcoElder SacredRight Matriarchal
Memories of NotJustYang-NotJustYin EquiValent
(0)Sum EarthMothers,
swimming through oceanic salt-rivers
of sacred baptismal SpaceTime.

WinLose (0)-Sum Reiterative Justice Religiosity
of suboptimizing EgoSystems
are merely more secularizing Business As Usual
for WinWin ReStorative Justice and Peace
Spirits with Natures,
Metaphysical Nurturers with Physical Naturers,
Yin-Fractal DoubleBound Matriarchal Circle-Octaves
with YangUniversalSpace = YinSquared BiLateral Time’s Spiraling
ReVolutionary-ReStorative Spiritual Grace Intent.

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Of Two Minds

Iain McGilchrist,
neurological psychologist,
builds on previous findings of Edward De Bono
and Julian Jaynes.
Human nature is bicamerally structured
for cerebral and appositional specialization,
inclusive and sacred empathies from Elder Right matriarchal,
with deductive-reductive linguistic natural laws
and patriarchal orders from Left hemisphere dominant enculturation.

This Left dominant hemispheric and global overshoot
has brought us to buying and selling military-industrialized colonization
with appropriate tools
to get deductive-reductive killing and maiming jobs done,
as necessary for justice in justifying wars
through metaphysical Win-Lose
Either-Or cognitive-emotive assumptions,
retributive justice
as if this were a monopoly of social justice
rather than a rather poor suboptimization
of restorative justice,
also both natural and spiritual
but for restoring health,
inclusive therapy of victims with our predative,
colonizing,
fear and anger-mongering,
commodifying of Earth’s greatest sacred grace,
gifts of clean air,
pure water,
sacred healing fire-circles of WinWin intent,
healthy MotherLand fertility
of forests and virgin oceans
now horribly RightBrain lost,
depressed,
dissonant,
irrational pathologies
of too many bad boys
with sharp law and order enforcing toys,
and word choices,
and lack of more nurturing WinWin diplomatic options.

Fears and fake-divine idolatries
of HellFire and Jihad JustWar BrimStones
to punish those who dare defy
a Great Patriarchal YangGod of Victimization
rather than inviting available cooperative bicameral adjustments
of ego- with eco-conciousness,
to include Elder Sacred MotherEarth
born of SunGod Radiant Powers.

Gaia hypotheses of Sacred RightYin
with EcoLogical PolyPaths of SecularLeft Yang,
co-arising nondual dipolar,
bicamerally dynamic ecopolitical prime relationship
of Yang +1Earth and Her Balancing EcoSystems
with YinSquared (-,-)0-Soul Theorem
equivalent to speed of reverting 4D light,
co-arising as also having co-gravitated
universal unity of space as also bilateral flow of time,
YangHere SecularLeft reweaving YinNow SacredRight,
breathing YangLeft here in,
breathing YinRight now out,
here in,
now out,
up,
down,
up and in YangLeft,
down and out YinRight…

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Compromising Lives

“Living here can be compromising”
says Dad to Danny
in a John Irving novel.

Isn’t that our universal truth?

Living here is a compromising series of on-purpose accidents.
Living is compromising
with mortality heavily favored to win out,
maybe short-term,
maybe later.

But these odds
between two categories
switch places
between eight looking toward sixty-four,
and sixty-four looking longingly back toward eight,
measuring all small and large compromises
erupting through serenity
in-between.

Wonder
is just taking a time out
to notice the last clematis blossom
is exactly the same color
as the purple mums
hiding behind her.

Wonder
is taking a moment
as no more or less perfect
just as it is,
a snapshot
between where we have come
since Earth was growing glaciers
to when Earth may, eventually, pass on.

A moment
perfectly balanced
in full-color octaves
of sight
and sound
and smell
and savory taste
of spectral Wonder.

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Restoring Peaceful Climates

Retribution and restoration
share a concern for justice as balance
of responsibility with authority.
But retribution is coercive
while restoration democratizes therapeutic cooperation,
invites grace and love and mercy
for oneself
as for others.

Retributive justice
pretends a violation of our multicultural Golden Rule
leaves no option but to set our WinWin potential aside
and move toward WinLose and LoseLose retaliation.

This sin of missed opportunities
to restore health between individuals,
between specialized economic and political interests,
between invested cultures,
between Earth’s collaterally operating species
between internal Left and Right hemispheres
as between Earth’s dualistic West
and nondual Eastern metaphysical hemispheres
degenerates into further cooperative-affective dissonance
rather than internal peace,
and further punishing competitions
in reaction to past fears and angers and terrors,
inquisitions and impositions of power from Above,
when regenerative restoration
calls for growing balancing powers from within
whom we indigenously could be
reweaving regenerative justice and peace.

Restoration is an invited exchange of therapeutic powers
where retribution ignores further abuse and neglect
and disempowerment
of both predators and prey.

If our Earth-manifest destiny
is to predatively colonize
until all land and water,
airwaves and energy for light and heat and cold
is privately governed and hoarded
by an overpopulated species
of Might Makes Right
always Trumps Golden Global Rules,
then we are a culture grown to expect retributive judgments
where restorative ego and ecotherapies
are more readily
and cooperatively
Self as originally part of Matriarchal Other
manifesting-mentoring cooperative WinWin destinies,
while that other
predative
colonizing
pirating
privatizing
secularizing
degenerative destiny
is just more oppressively fake bad judgment news.

We could rejoin Earth’s natural sacred grace,
restorative reforesting therapies
composed of Golden Global Peace and Justice,
gift economies of gratitude.

Retribution is a competitive choice
to pursue degenerating ecopolitical relationships
where WinWin restorative therapies
wait in the bicameral wings of consciousness
to promise regenerative peace with justice,
within internal landscapes
as externalized balancing climates,
economies of ecological power balance
through active restorative
redistributive
mutual gifting intent
of sacred gratitude
for Earth’s nurturing
nutritional investment
in natural-spiritual humane life,
cooperatively maturing ecopolities.

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This Is UnFinished Feminist Us

It’s peaceful here in my backyard.
The crows sound happy
with warm October sunlight.

I just read about a deadly gathering in Las Vegas.
Absence of sun-drenched peace.
Inconvenient this time of lost loss.
Death is always inconvenient,
even when invited.

A veteran,
about my age,
this shooter.

I feel like it took more than one
to hold and fire this mental illness rifle.
In a sad and guilty complicit sense,
we have collectively achieved what we bought
and sold
and settled for.

This malformed soldier
is a remnant of what most believed we needed to create,
back in the 60s,
brainwashed into believing
we were protecting wives and kids, somehow
by killing Vietnamese husbands
and many times their wives
and napalmed children,
trees,
forest.

Not exactly breeding ground for growing healthy minds
and well-armed bodies.

I dimly and darkly recall
a much earlier disagreement
with the new commander of the U.S. Navy’s
Officers Candidate School.
A first woman commandant,
something atrociously surprising to men-only militia violence,
similar to Medea
planning an angry hostile life.

This earlier time also started peacefully alone,
but inside,
waiting to be called in to her office,
at the beginning of her second week
in her new exalted position
over new violence-empowered candidates.

I had just completed a gratuitous violence first week of abuse
and militarily precise neglect,
as ruthlessly systematic as racism,
in frigid first week of January,
Rhode Island.
We were so close to the Atlantic
it felt like we were in the ocean.

We had also been frigidly outside,
and hotly inside,
yelled at,
systematically starved,
force marched in gusty zero-degree 3 AM darkness
without coats or hats or gloves,
in fact I think we were in our boxers and Tshirts one night,
due to someone’s sin of omission,
whether contrived on schedule
or spontaneously erupting
from pneumonia reduced and disabled minds,
I do not know.

The hardest part for me
was less than two hours sleep per night.
Industrially guaranteed to reduce oneself to crazy.

When I was first ushered in
for my early exit interview
by none other than her Military Medea Mightiness,
she took one look at miserably civilian dressed me
and asked why would I think it appropriate to disrespect her
by not bothering to show up in uniform.

I started to mention that I had never been issued one
when she told my keeper
that we needed to do an about face
and try again when I looked right.
Or at least as righter
as I might become.

So, he had to go out among my now-former classmates
to beg and borrow,
hopefully he didn’t steal,
boots and belts and pants and shirt and hat.
Later that same long and tedious day
I was once again summoned
for a second shoot.

She wanted to know
why I thought it was OK
to be the first to go
from this new class of officer candidates.
Did my recruiter not explain about this first hazing week?

Well no,
in fact I thought he told me hazing is illegal
in most States.
We develop soldiers;
we don’t grow bullies.

I understand you didn’t make a total ass of yourself.
So if you want to change your mind,
now that we turned the heat back on
and keep the lights off all night
and have turned the verbal abuse down a notch,
or maybe two,
I might be willing to listen
if you beg me nicely to stay here
with us in Navy Officer Paradise.

No thanks,
said I,
I’m already quite disgusted enough
by your shocking lack of even militarized intelligence
to see this as a navy not invested in preserving,
much less protecting,
real live humanity
hanging onto some semblance of sanity.

Oh but you see
this is not true.
Our rules of first week operationalization
are to save your sorry ass
because,
as we all know,
teamwork builds through ego assassinations.

Well no,
actually,
your own recent research on these issues
lies at my fingertips.
Required reading for psych and communication majors,
attitude change and persuasion students
where I hail from in Michigan.

It is a clear and present common threat to survival
that most quickly grows cooperative trust and teamwork,
cooperative co-investments,
especially among those who have learned to trust and respect each other,
including for our recognized
and understood and
appreciated diversity
of talents.
and shared sufficient simplicity of sleep
and active co-listening for harmonic voices.
Or maybe that was just for choirs
and military orchestras.

Well this is fake news to me!
she exclaimed in her sternly patriotic face.

I believe you,
which is why
I want out
of this absence of healthy care
and any semblance of sanity,
disloyal to my family’s investment,
my nation’s rational self-governing future,
and anathema to Sacred Mother Earth.

Are you Native American,
asked she,
as if she couldn’t care less or more.

No more or less than you
I would surmise.

It came as no surprise
when she eagerly accepted
my request to be relieved
of further dishonored service
and cast aside my various borrowed parts
because of ecopolitical leaders
confusing noble grace of unity
with bare-knuckled
bare-headed
frozen uniformity.

I wonder how the Green Beret shooter
in lost loss of Las Vegas
might have suffered from this same sad loss
of militarized teamwork disabilitization,
chronic and critical climates of constant stress.

When the enemy is down
and out of sight,
we cannot afford to have disaffected grunts
sit on angry-fearfilled butts
rethinking who is truly in my ego team’s best interest
and whom we might agree to take out next,
because healthy mental care giving and receiving
has nothing to do with formation
of militarizing violence.

In this same way,
a Presidential God Bless You,
twittered to victims of our own militarizing violent formations,
feels so empty,
fake as the blesser
would do even lesser
mental health care and receiving
for all God’s militarizing
and industrious We Win
So You Must Lose
soldier candidates in deformation,
but also neglected children
and trees,
and starlight
which could bring us together
in one mind of great thanksgiving.

 

So I was feeling badly,
sad,
because I share our mutually complicit status
for my compatriot’s difficult terrorizing
chronic stress disordering
time.
I too have been there,
lost there,
to a more moderate extent.
I just walked away.

I wish I had done more at the time
in the Navy’s January frigid spaces
against cooperative ecopolitics,
about being of more general use
if fascist critical events of the mid-seventies had been recorded,
freezing dark military-academic preparation time
industriously repeating
away from deforesting further virgin ecofeminist Vietnam forests
and their matriarchally cooperative villages,
to become watched on YouTube
by all prospective soldiers
and NRA advocates,
by patriotic nationalists,
thinking about possible antecedents,
before Bad Ol’ Daddy’s Country-Western Concert
went so very wrong.

I wish we could have recorded
this matriarchal confused and frightened patriotic
loyal commandantish face
when I shared with her
I felt ecofeminist disgraced
by her
Bitch!
Shoot at me again and I will Take You Out!!!
defacement,
in a most homophobic frozen officious place
of mutually inflicted terror.

So then I was feeling a bit more glad,
but still sad
I had not actually said more,
done more,
so I began trimming my twining tendrils
enveloping what’s left of uprooted deadwood trees
malingering in my back lot
and having a rough go of it
as my hedging shears
are no longer what once they were.

As usual,
I tend to speak with my plant recruits
and candidates for future flaming victories,
and felt required,
“I apologize
for this jab
and grab
and pull
and pushy ecopolitics,
but Mommy needs sharper,
and probably newer,
scissors for shutting up her
RightBrain EcoFeminist Diva Voice.

Apologizing to the entire human race”
of potential soldiers and ballistic deadwood downsizers
for your not yet having seen
that anti-feminist patriotic face
glare me back into space
with timeless time exclaiming
BITCH!
Shoot your GLBT EcoFeminist mouth OFF AT ME?
I DON’T military anti-ANTIfeminist THINK SO;

but I wonder how I feel about being this predator
in this eternal frame of egopolitical ignorance,
lack of cooperative military research
and economic-educational-formational intelligence gathering.

As I continued with hacking scissors
and played-out ecofeminist sawsall balls off
and the big manly Yang chopper offer
with their underdog heads!
I kept going back to those January freezing eyes.

IF LOOKS COULD KILL!!!
BITCH!!!!!
YOU DO NOT KNOW ME
and think you can punk your gay white ecofeminist butt
in my guest chair
and think your MidWest Academic BullCrap
will even so much as reach one
WinWin Ping of inspiration
aspiration
hope,
YOU DON’T KNOW ME!
I might have majored in BullDike Fascist Terrorism!
YOU DO NOT KNOW ME!!!

and maybe I don’t either.
Who wants to be that angry lose-lose antagonist
of military industrial absence of intelligence,
would you?

I wish this imaginary spacetime scene had played out
in RealTime frames just that audio way,
but even without sound,
with just her
I AM NOT YOUR BITCH!
but you are not going to be mine
either.

She could not sign those exit papers fast enough,
continues visual only images
of how I still feel,
more or less
about these tangled vines
and tough deadwoods
hanging out in my wanna be ecofeminist backyard.

I will chop them up
and paint them
into diva totem poles
and frames
in which ecofeminists
always play in YouTube Blue and Green Estates
of most polyculturally
matriarchal peace in this back lot solitude,

Although occasionally the patriarchal husband
makes a cameo appearance
for a few All Lives Matter Moments,

But usually just me,
in an early October day
preferring to forget dark frigid January anti-feminist nightmares
of militarized neglect
of basic health assurance and safety
delivered by angry matriarchal commandants,
and hedging shear divas,
depending on which lens is in play,
the full-staged historical tragedy
within my more personal back lot comedy.

 

It’s still peaceful here in my backyard.
The crows have flown off
warning descent of warm October sunlight.

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Matriotic Parenting Trees

Parents
exercising totalitarian rights
to abuse and neglect WinWin family governance resolutions
for restoring peace with EarthJustice climates,
develop unfortunate children
perpetually longing
for their revengeful turn
at decompositional bat.

Families pulling through well-anchored weeds
of life’s,
love’s,
collected and too quickly grown redundant detritus,
hoping to break free into a center pond of tranquility,
fond spacetime place,
to escape entrapment of loss
and mere mortal limitations
of and for restoring justice
to remaining boundary areas
of vulnerability,
integrity with unsettled loss,
decomposition,
restraints of relationships
producing sad loves
regret for restraint
when letting go of LeftBrain only oars,
taking slower time to float
more deeply
richly
co-learning fuller depths and heights
within yin willow shrubs
reaching down for retribution’s thirsty waters
and yang cedar canopied giants
cooperatively waving up
preaching of centering
harmonizing
restoring winds
of late summer morning delight.

Parenting
is like growing and knowing trees,
both forward into regenerative futures
and backward
down toward their nutritious
Elder willowing,
culture creolizing,
sacred transubstantiating
root centers.

Vraksha mother tree functions
are economically
and, more sacredly, ecologically
cut
and yet politically
virgin uncut.

Mahiruha people
grow both on and in
EarthMothers.

Sakhi trees
have cooperative evolving arms and olive branches
and therefore multiculturing sacred roots.

Padapa people
inhale therapeutic water
through our natural root systems
as we exhale enlightenment
through our languaged falling leaves
of abundant harvest trees.

Taru trees
bring cooling shade to EarthTribes
yet heat and fuel
through winter’s NewMoon
lack of bright.

Agama parents
cannot move their RightWingOnly Exegetical Traditions
yet can wave
and weave
an reweave history
through cooperative
patriarchal-matriarchal bicamerolling nights.

Palasi trees
have enlightening leaves
so also central common trunks
cooperative with healthbound nutrition,
up and down
toward sacred reforesting root systems.

Vanaspati people
are those bearing only fruit
and harvesting only our most polypathically healthy seeds.

Vanaspatya trees
fruit
and flower
and pollinate cooperatively
and deflower competitively.

Osadhi parents
die after fruitful life ripens
and before fruits
now beloved before,
currently repotentiate.

Virudhi willow shrubs
and Yang cedar forests
reach root systemically sacred down
toward re-baptismal multiculturing waters,
yet preaching up,
of,
and for
reweaving canopied cooperatives
of co-gravitating
late summer
healthy winds.

Parents
exercising MotherTree EarthRights
to restore reforesting justice
well beyond center ponds of freedom for willows
exhale
anticipating cedar’s mighty polypathic inhale
through waving canopies
of shading sunlight,
recreating networks
of dappling rainbow delight.

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