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When Wrong Goes Right

When bad choices
speak in wrong voices
delivering shame,
deserving shunning
and irrepressible self-blame,

Reconsider this jump
from bad choices
to “wrong” voices
unable to consider tomorrow’s
potential more right rejoices.

No one of us humans
has divine omnipotent might
to make all the right omniscient choices
spoken belatedly by unchosen judgment voices

To be omnipresently good
and regeneratively healthy
and impenetrably safe
for ourselves
for our loved ones
for our species
for our plants
and living planet
at all times,
in all multicultural inside places,
and polyculturally robust
outside wealthy spaces.

On better days,
well fed and watered and rested,
we may try more benevolent curiosity
about why feeling good
and healthy
can seem so frustratingly short
and insignificantly small
compared to long time
and large resources

Invested by patriarchal god-fearing
straight white corporate capitalists
to entertainingly seduce
and identity reduce
you into isolating bad faith consumer
feelings

Erupting in egocentric
left-hemisphere dominant voices
that habitually collapse
bad
unhealthy absence
of potential right hemisphere co-relational rejoices
into inevitably wrong
unwealthy feminist choices

Speaking in wrong voices
delivering shame
deserving dark fame
swamped by irrepressible self blame.

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Kindred Spirits

Yours is my sacred non-zero soul
core center shared
within

Surrounded by your robust
fertile
masculine energy

Not to exploit
and yet not too shy

Not too retractive
nor extractive,
equipoised

Anticipating
our cooperative re-investing,
powerfully ebbing
and succulently flowing
further enculturating future.

So, I do not cheat without you
in my most polypathic
panentheistic imaged way,

Always knowing we must each
separately
and full-clothed return
to yet another Patriarchal
White Capitalist dominant
LeftBrain academically
monoculturally anthro-supremacist
Straight Day

Our monotheistic Way
on Earth
waiting for full
and edifying thrusts
of and from
multicultural indigenous EarthTribe trust
in octaved sensory
resolving light
and musical resounding sound

Imagining
engaging
co-empathic RightHemisphere senses heard
and felt
in nonzero whole-sum
resplendently glad non-choices

CoEmpowered both/and opportunities
CoInfested
hot and hasty
awaiting win/win economic
and political play.

Doing my wholesome
whole sums
holy nonzero full of life
so not so win/lose unwholesome
empty entropy

Is not here where Eden
promised my wounded child
GreenPeace
restorying panentheistic
omniscient
WholeSum Systemic
yang-yintegral
resilient health pay ways

Way to say

You are the egocenter
within my ecosystemic
copassions gay

Taurus full-octaved
yang yintegral octane
regenerative DNA
poetic display
noetic fray

In a land-linear
and a deep sea-full
of repercussive 1/0
co-binary fruitful
erotic
sacred organic
double-binding fun

In between EarthPowered yintegrity
and HeavenLighting yang sun

Solar systemic enlightened
by indigenously sun-powered EarthTribe

Healthy selfcare flowing fun…
Inside/Outside pun…
Ego/Eco systemic run…
PolyCultural languaged plum…

Yang/Yintegral polymathic
polynomially polypathic
polyvagal neurosystemic
nutrients of super-positive health

Balancing ecological green wealth
living
organic Whole Systemic
language voices
nonviolent win/win
optimizing trans-connecting choices

So, in a way
I could not win cheating on your loss
in our most polypathic
panentheistic win/win privileged way
polyculturally healthy
within this singularly wealthy
gay day.

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OmniPotent Love

If your Straight White God’s
powers of love
are not omnipotent enough
to include Queer love
then S/He is too weak
diluted
polluted

For Me
at my humane best
as an integral part
of EarthTribe We

Curiously forgiving all
Straight White idolatries
of dark fascist powers
against green and fertile
integrity.

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Dervish EarthDance

I sometimes reconsider
all our politicians
and economists,

Not as party-line teachers,
or even dogmatic preachers,
instead of future forecasting,
co-infesting deep past
and present listening
with compassioning
co-empathic
therapeutic intent
to laugh and sing.

Who is not
at least a private health care politician
seeking to empower our constituencies
and not to disempower?

What responsible adult
is not at least a personal wealth economist?
Praying for divine enlightenment
and not so much
inhumane
depressing endarkenment?

Who has been
cause-effect
effectively recausing
counter-culturally
exposed to Buddhist master laughter?
Meditation in silly groups
feeling nearly giddy
with short-term relief
from mountainous depression
valleys of despair

Surprised,
perhaps dismayed,
that such a fake
pretending dervish exercise
might portend more
than our species’ economic
political
anti-ecological demise.

I further wonder
if all Earth’s depressed
suppressed
oppressed
repressed muted muses

Silenced
stunned
sunk by political sadness
dispiriting badness
economic madness
of Earth’s Great Transitional Pandemic

Might discipline our lonely
lethargic
neglected bodies
to dance
until our minds remember how to sing
and ring
ping and ding
a liturgy of sacred laughter things
together regathering

For re-empowering compassioned muses
enlightening sacred ecstatic economists,
co-investing companies and choirs
of moving
mindful
musicality,
harmony,
synergy,
win/win cooperative energy,
sufficient for eco-politically heart-felt
lung-filled integrity

To more reflectively reconsider
all our singing polities
and EarthDance economies
sanctifying dervish universities.

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The Choir Audition

Why does she know
laying our music down
raises musicality
reality up?

Does she also know
why my lips prefer to sing
in resonant Oh,
Oooooooh…
oozing round O’s
and singular Ah’s
free of mapping static lyrics

Lines sung
hung
rung right or wrong,
good marching when uniform,
bad when too shy
of improvising bold
multiculturing unity

Harmony musing
amusing spontaneous drifts
and rifts
of EarthTribe’s light
bright woke-up
out loud power focus

Searching out deep whole-sum liturgies
of octaved musicality
we share
when fine-tuned to listen
for our not-so-silent breaths,
anticipating life’s next cooperatively felt
and politically co-empowering
story.

Songs of sacred circling lines
and whole systemic spaces
clever linearly written,
yet never speaking totally predicted sounds
resonant transcendent
anticipating in-between joy
and silent
nonviolent
resilience.

I wonder if she feels
as I sometimes can do
that muses nurture music
as abusers remain
narcissistically
patriarchally
capitalistically competitive,
unsympathetic

Lacking indigenous co-empathic wisdom,
Yang universal
Yintegral unitarian
musical integrity

Of Earth’s sound tribes flowing
songs and rhythms patterning
natural narratives,
curiously intimate Earth Day
anthems

Dancing spirited
taoistic breaths
bicamerally cooperative
contemplating solidarity
sung clarity

Under a zillion twinkling
zen core inkling
starlit choral nights.

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Sometimes People Share

Sometimes pandemic people share
pieces of our unspeakable personal story

That no health care worker,
sex therapist player,
or green resonant systems organizer
wants to hear,
much less smell,
or touch,
or deeply feel…

I flinch, sometimes.

Wince.

Maybe flirt with longer-term
dissociation,
to protect myself
from suicide
to protect ourselves
from ecocide.

Make sure I’m OK
for now
right left here

And agree with my hurting
therapeutic parenting
wounded child
revisiting this past
and present chronic stress
including emotional panic
premonitions
of darkly changing
monocultures
and corporate monopoly
money decapitated
by compassionate EarthTribe
commitment to green cooperative
integrity

And agree with my hurting adult child
to resist this emotional panic premonition,
inhaled trauma,
physical mental
natural spiritual
shamed and blamed
punished and neglected
disempowered and unenlightened
unless revisited
for further bilateral reflection

To wonder how this bad news
from good people places
is OK to tolerate,
absorb
engage with active curiosity
hope
good humored faith
soon as we can figure
what to do with all those unemployed
and too often unemployable
soldiers

Later,
no rush
about defusing the nuclear bombs,
unrushed by unpatriotic fear
that climate degeneration
isn’t also an awkward
forecast for nationalistic
America First
post-pandemic economic depression

For now,
return to deeply listen
for internal trauma,
loss,
suffering
as yet avoided

Nightmares of Lose/Lose
final
mortal
terror
so far avoided
on our U.S. watch
and witness when Other
karma turns toward Us.

But, again,
no worries,
no knotted panties,
no habitual sad-lined lines

Inconvenient
and unseemly
despite longer-term property
and embodied health concerns
about global economic dysfunction,
disturbingly addictive,
spiritually seductive,
physically superlative
self-entertaining medications

Avoiding deep dark meditations
with even more win/lose despair
that slow-grown suicide
feels interpersonally familiar
walking heavily through
yellowing
drying
burning
flooding
eroding
melting ecocide
remembering,

But,
who is this
remembering witness
who flinches?
And is s/he
the same Yintegral green voice
compassionately speaking
that We are co-empathically OK
for now
left right here

But reserve a StraightWhite Privileged choice
to revisit again
as soon as this wounded ecofeminist child
takes this chance
to speak HiStory’s Trauma

And re-imagine together
how we will,
next global warming climate post-pandemic,
re-support each Other
with compassion
and cooperative corporate co-investment

Knowing we will always do long-term battle
together Flinching
while co-arising
ego-centric hurting Voices
making less than Win/Win
health-wealth therapeutically optimizing
BiLaterally CoIntelligent Choices

Not really accessible
when on the darker side
of physical/spiritual addictive substance empathy
flowing somewhere between
temporary dopamined up serotonin escape,

Flirting with sacred suicide ideas
and afflicted by nihilistic despair
of globally disempowering
and locally unenlightened
ecocide.

But, again,
who is this governing witness voice?
this supremely indigenous
EarthTribal choice?

Who sings a full resonant hope
for future healthcare
choosing blue/green resilient
revolving EarthDay
for, and from,
a full whole systemic
nonzero-sum
ecofeminist Win/Win choice

For more YangStrong
Yintegral Flow balance,
polyphonic harmonies of light,
synergetic equities for cooperative power.

Sometimes people share
winter hibernating gardens
of dualdark
not-not despair
double-binding
ego/eco-cidal.

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Supremely AnthroCentric

Seems like RightWing angry reds
are clueless anthrosupremacists
who joke they’d be better off dead
than organically well fed

Despite faith in sacred EarthJustice
salvation by capital colonization
redeemer aspirations
falling militantly fascist apart

While blue LeftWing
non-green
more secularly cooperative corporate leaders
at least advertise redemption
while blushing over past miscalculations
extractive and capital divesting
hedgefund abusive
by investing against Earth
equity binding sustainable
multicultural health

Both partisan cheerleaders
for AnthroOnly commodity futures,
coldly continuing win/lose corporate,
nationalistic
anthrosupremacist hubris

Earth unpatriotic enough
to efficiently kill
other species’ great grandchildren,
and, unfortunately our own
not so anthro-supremely resilient

We obsessively file our grasping nails
while debating about how best
to learn to tolerate
lack of future therapeutic commitment
to Mother Eartha’s whole-sum
awesome health care

Giving up on hostile
too hot reds
and receiving too much blues
bad news
to safely calculate long-term
life-care reviews

While distracted
by counting the number of re-election dollars
able to co-habitate
on the dying head
of a supremely self-appointed pin.

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Less Challenging Dances

I find it easier
and, admittedly, more fun
to climb through tough terrain,
piles of leaves,
loose rocks,
debris,

If
and when
my goal is not to push sweaty through
by force of independently superior will,

But
to dance
with EarthTribe’s diverse
and miraculous co-creations,
sometimes feeling monstrous,

While marching
up our co-arising
complexly gorgeous,

Some might say “athletic”
hill.

And, when more still,
too quiet to dance,
advance,
transport myself
from points A
through fully alphabetized Z

I sit with members
of my inter-connecting choir
to sing my solo
inside dialogues
and depressingly competitive debates

Rituals of stuck
in ambiguous refrains
and angry rounds
of songs I’ve come to care for
yet fear to unload out loud

Taking turns
to catch up
and on
and on
without permitting any advice
ever
regardless of how unilaterally wise,
nor comment
before this circling non-dialogue
completes the time allotted
for this therapeutic day
of deeply listening monologue.

And then my dance
begins inside
as sung by curiosity.

Open ended,
round and full of comprehensive stretches
across all open intersectional space
and sufficient
efficient
inter-connected time
to rhyme our stories
sung in resonance
of universal therapy
for uniting traumas.

But curiosity
does not predict
responses right
and wrong
or either serenely left
or redly fight.

Curiosity draws
us out toward undiscovered
yet felt recovered
resonance
reconfirming choirs of angels
singing Earth’s therapeutic climates
of bravely danced
resilience.

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Strategic Considerations

Maybe it’s just me, hanging around with nonviolent communication students and teachers too much. But,

Always the big, “BUT”

But,…maybe AND is more appropriate.

And, if Putin’s big concern is to spoil Ukraine’s hunger to join NATO, then a full military assault seems maybe counterproductive, killing women and children, bombing bread lines and schools. Wouldn’t that kind of thing be why Ukraine is looking for NATO alliance, because of concerns that Putin and his overpaid Generals might forget that carrots are more effective than sticks when you are trying to persuade less wealthy, and more hungry for safety, people that your big stick next door isn’t an unfortunate event threat to their carrot crops and tops, and all those other greens and blues and even reds; who seem to have a peculiar affinity for ballistic sticks, even when spoons of sugar are so much less expensive, less damaging to well-manicured nails, and landscapes. The important classy stuff making up a delicious series of more fortunate events.

When I was trying to persuade those bratty neighbor children that they need not gang up against my less-affluent kids, it didn’t occur to me to lob grenades over the fence, instead of suggesting a pizza party. But maybe that was mainly because I was hungry too, for food, and health, and safe nonviolence.

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