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RightBrain culture
absorbs and heals
LeftBrain monoculturalism,
capitalism’s win/lose unholy market-structured days
and commodified aggressive nights
pursuing lose/lose fear v anger competitions.

RightBrain multicultural invitations
whisper nutritional health climates
longing for explicit win/win language
to express belongings inside climates
of nature/spirit co-opportunities.

RightBrain polyculture
resists militarized punishing States
and unfree capitalized infamy
Western monopolized white male privileged markets
addictive transactions
enslaving detached unemotional commodification
of people
planet
plants
populations
priorities
predators
prey
places
properties
plans
disregarding health care
climates of cooperative giving
as compassionately receiving.

RightBrain culture
denies we all belong bought and sold
in a win/lose nationalistic competitive market.

RightBrain anti-LeftBrain dominating militarized culture
invites re-attached
re-personalized commitments to each other
in holistic names for Earth
and Her Sun
and GrandMother Moon’s lunar inspirations.

RightBrain polycultural networks
do not reductively function
to secure nation-privileged markets
supporting merely abstract,
detached
lack of freedom
to trust Nature with Spirit
primally secure co-liberations
of co-passionately listening love.

RightBrain cultures
impassion with and for
delighted LeftBrain less ego-consumed
reductive
deductive
dissonant
determined
desperate egocentric identity
within Earth’s well sung dancing climates
of cooperatively nutritious communications
sensations
polyphonic harmonies,
polypathic integrity,
passionately positive potentialities.

Which invites further reflection on why
climate health invites
RightBrain cooperative polycultures
to absorb and heal
LeftBrain competing monoculturalism,

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Love of Earth History

Love of history
commences a health and pathology journey
toward totalitarian terror
and unitarian awareness,
fragmented numbness of prey
and integral consciousness
of co-empathically benign predators
casing out

Framing one Earth-rhetorical spiraling event
within which herstory
of commodified
and domesticating victims
remains too unlargely untold
to optimize healthy climate trends.

Each spatially boundaried community,

and what would a multiculturing organic community become
without an unstable, yet robust, boundary?

Hey,
knock it off,
you’re messin’ with my flow…

Each spatially boundaried community
and each temporal regeneration
is a revolving rhetorical event,
often oscillating between left-brain dominance
through predative dualism,
detachment,

From right brain herstoric
domestic security prominence
and ecofeminist patrol,
praying for secular/sacred nondual matriarchal awareness,
co-passions yang and yin restoried,
virtue valued,
and not so much viciously devalued

Historically between RightWing loyalist redcoats
and LeftWing patriotic bluecoats,
compassion constitution composers
scripture writers and healthy wealth translators
speakers and listeners
patriarchs and matriarchs

Contrasts between economically privileged protectionists
and eco/theo-logically co-empowered
egalitarian liberationists.

Each story
novel
poem
life
year of mutually regenerating health seasons,

Each predator/prey
healer/habitat-habitual-healing day,
each dream
each image
each memory
each memory of a fading feeling-thought
a rhetorical historical event
which begins with noticing a spiritually developing subject
and our objective natural stage

Earth framing sacred reverence
revering historical political egos
in our economic ecological win/win health habitat,
this primal evolving compassionate consciousness
communing between self today
and other
yesterday’s tomorrow now

Choosing primal graced win/wins
and, when confronted, often settling for win/lose,
left or right,
ego or eco,
self or other,
humanity or divinity,
Either/Or or Both/And
fragmentation or contrasting mutual sublimation,

And, when defeated,
tolerating detached nihilistic lose and lose,
left and right,
ego and eco,

If not yet totally planet
and people
and plants
and soil
and water
and air
dead today,
all that much more likely to collapse tomorrow.

What good is an objective ego
without even one subjectively sympathetic eco-stage?

Who could invent humanity
without first feeling historic divinity?
CoPassioned attachment as ancient as umbilical cords
and DNA strings

Herstoric strands of historical win/win rhetorical events
take the epic story
and globally interdependent changing web of life
protracted
stretching out regenerational identity
eager for exploring
curious perennial attachments to past
seasons of generations
and future potential integrity
of well-timed space place
in-between left and right co-rhetorical events,
changing herstoric bilateral story

Veering away from lose/lose
irrationally feels and feeds chaos
entropically off
into dual dark dispassions

Wondering how such an unlikely rhetorical
natural
spiritual event
as Earth’s curious history
could have ever not not become
wealth of health’s inter-grateful
DNA/RNA structures
staging spiral/fractal
spirit/natures feeling rhetorically
dialogical potential,

Polypathic
polyphonic
polynomial
and not not polyculturally neurological
psychological
ecological
theological
health-logically resilient
resonant
restoring
reweaving
reversing
preversing
persevering history
courageous
curious
co-passionate bicameral herstory

When and where eternally resilient eco-life
is also not not timelessly
breathlessly compassionate ego-death.

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Departheid Attachment

He once met a girl named Divestment,
She once heard a boy name Detachment,
they tangoed as two
and tangled til blue,
Then bore a misery child of deportment
divisioned DePartment.

S/he once met a god for Attaching
and heard herself named for Reproaching,
they tangoed as two
then tangled til through,
Then bore a hope for encroaching
HealthGrowing

There once was a feminist named Courage
who met a patriarch named Curious,
they tangoed as two
then tangled, tis true,
Creating compassions less Furious.

 

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Bored President

I once invested a year
as Board President.
Indeed, I was often a bored resident
of our State Affordable Housing Coalition.

My platform,
to speak grandly
of what was more of a healthy whim,
was for safe and beautiful affordable housing

Habitat is not just an optional frosting
on the State’s health
and wellness
and prosperity cake,

A nurturing confection
to become multiculturally accessible,
co-responsively owned and managed,
and filled with resident ingredients
trained and experienced,
invested and engaged
in supporting each other’s cooperative needs
and hopes
and polycultural faith
in healthy outcomes

Presiding ingredients as essential as 7-grain flour
AND the warm slow-flowing
rich and savory
golden brown honey
of an organic
home-grown
carrot cake.

At the end of my first non-lustrous,
unfrosted year of the healthy carrot,
we were planning our annual conference,
to include our annual meeting,
the election of officers
from a slate nominated by the Board of Directors.

During the Board’s planning meeting,
We first heard from the Executive Director
about the conference theme,
which was to be
“Housing is the Answer”
[to all white male privileged executive financial questions].

Housing is the exclusive answer
to my bigger and better health and well-being cake.

I undiplomatically suggested
perhaps this is a monocultural answer
to a nutritional question
hardly any voters are asking,

Which was, I further supposed,
the reason we have an Affordable Housing Coalition,
to gather our failing corporate wagons
of besieged non-profit housing developers
and their corporate survival lobbyists,
who usually make about three
or four
or even more, times
what their median income residents
take in each year.

I thought, instead,
that affordable,
responsible,
and compassionate housing,
cooperative environments
and structures
and support systems,
are part of the liberating
and secure health care question,
issue,
potential resolution,
integral climate for Earth’s health care,
gardening
and farming,
and feeding,
and repurposing,
and recycling
resident future through past EarthTribe compassion.

Next
we discussed our slate of more mentally healthy officers
for next year.

In the past,
we assumed by hoary precedent
that Presidents
stay president
until their board term expired,
Then we tried to talk some other ambitious,
yet already over-committed, extrovert
to be our unanimously acclaimed
presumably fearless
and nearly flawless
leader,

Second in real world presence and power
only to the Executive Director
and, OK,
maybe third,
after the Financial Director.

Even so,
Board members present and accounted for,
sitting in our wisdom busyness circle,
seemed discouragingly relieved
when I began this agenda item
by announcing that we need to find a new President
because I was clearly not hearing
their politically correct questions
without questions of my own agenda.

I was happy to nominate
a young up and coming Latino leader
from my home town at the time
who was new to the Board.

After the Annual Conference and Meeting,
and his quasi-democratic elevation by affirmation,

Off to the north side
of the chandeliered ballroom,
holding less than sacred space
for mostly Ivy League graduates
without the good sense to dim the lights
and dance to The Beatles together,
maybe sing “Let It Be”
in multicultural harmony,

The new President confided
that he shares my taste
for the health care giving and receiving cake
and the 7-grain housing
and the golden brown honey
of resilient Earth cooperative residents

But, does not feel
it is safe
or liberating
to talk about that
as President resident.

I was his first clue;
probably not his last.

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Cooperative Learning

I think
and feel
it would be a good
and healthy change
if schools,
at all levels,
and parents,
of all nations,
taught our young
more about win/win cooperative
thrival passions
than win/lose competitive
survival dispassions.

Even better,
and more urgently primal,
seminal,
revolutionary,

We might become a good
and healthy climate change
if students and teachers
and children and parents
and listeners and preachers,
followers and leaders
listened to our young and old
with more win/win compassionate hugs
than win/lose competing survival detachments,
neglects,
disconnected abuses
learned through lifetimes of wounds
and non-win/win potential integrity
fractures,

Deeply and widely learned
from struggling unfree parents
and robotic behavior-commodified,
multiply and then divide,
left-brain dominant teachers
and schools
and monocultures
and nationalistic nonself-governors.

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Spheres and Hemispheres

Whole loves and half lives
listen to this rain
dripping tears on green leafed pachysandra
while, underneath our shared EarthSoul,
roots systematically suck up water
shared with thirsty insect habitats
not saved from starving lovely lives.

Amour
half evilly named
in emotional womanly royal courtyards
full of raining tears from queer minstrels
and curious fools
in dickless fawning France
Romance

Love
also supports emotionally intelligent health
positive energy to ensure EitherThrive-OrDie
need not oppress Right-minded BothSurvive-And Degenerate
resonate Earth’s DNA
co-passioning strains upraising
multi-generationally prospering regenerators,
collaborating through Her history,

Love balances Yang external actions
with Yinternal wisdom
throughout hemispheric half lives,

Scientific artists, vulnerably researching cooperative organic behavior,
Creative designers, redesigning co-creators,
Cooperative competitors, competing toward win/win cooperative choices,
Recreation developers, developing re-creations,
Empathic reproducers, reproducing co-empaths,
Curious investigators, investigating polypathic courage,
Paradise reweavers, restoring fractured Love.

Whole loves and half lives
listen to this rain
dripping tears on left behind.

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Dear Evangelical Brother

Dear Brother,

When we were children
adults often asked us
What do you hope to be
when you grow up?

But, our brothers and sisters
were more likely,
and probably more wise,
to ask
Who would you most hope to become?
To be like?

Which implies, to my unformed ear
and eye,
Which of these adults you know,
or know of,
do you like best
as a mentor
for your own happiest and healthiest,
and most prosperous
future?

I am about to finish reading Iain McGilchrist’s
“The Master and his Emissary.”
And, if I had known Master McGilchrist
as a sixteen year old,
I would probably have said
I want his life
and that’s the guy I want for my BigBrother!
I would be his most zealous emissary.
He’s the one I would become
just alike,
twins if possible.

Twin careers.
Twin ideas.
Twin knowledge and wisdom.
Twin naturality and spirituality
and natural law
and ordered sacredness,
emotionally intelligent communion.

But, that was then
and this is now.
And I wonder if I ever asked you,
not what kind of evangelical Christian
white privileged Western capitalist
doctrinaire thing do you hope to proficiently do
when you finally grow up?

But, instead,
to find the courage to ask you
Who would you,
embodied in Christ,
become like
when you are suffering servanting
in your thirties?

We might have had a lifelong dialogue,
not about creeds and dogma
and theological departures from win/win co-redemptive
cooperative economies,
compared to win/lose capitalist business as secularly usual,
compared to lose/lose degeneratively devilish and bearish economies,
more disempowering long-term climate trends
than empowering hope
faith
love.

We might have thought out loud together
about how Suffering Public and Private Servants
are like a Messiah
like a Bodhisattva Peace Warrior
like a PermaCulture CoOperative Designer
like a Restorative Justice and Win/Win Peace Advocate
like a Green STEAM architect,
a resilient engineer,
or prolific teacher
and skilled listener,

We might hope to combine
gospel references to right-hemisphere Revelationary Sacred Rapture
and healthy left-hemisphere climate preferences
for Evolutionary Secular Promise,

A promised return to sacred/secular
RightWing and LeftWing
become whom we would most like to hear
as faithful health scientists and wealth musicians,

Disciples of sacred wealthy
best means secular healthy
reborn again
reweaving
returning
resiliently recombining
global green Body of Christ experience,
feeling,
thought,
optimally appealing.

I’m sorry for not asking
how I could be a healthier and wiser
gay Christian-Taoist-ZenBuddhist-Native Nature/Spirit Wisdom
inspired and inspiring
younger brother,
more sure with your trust
and inner truths
than without you.

I’m sorry distant homophobic fears
and perhaps anger?
envy?
repulsion?
fear of predation?
(this part remains unclear)
seem to have kept us from mutually asking,
Who would we most like to become like together
when we are in our sixties
and seventies?

And now,
When this question seems more plausible,
and immediate,
I wonder how different, and yet the same,
are our opportunities to experience
this sacred potential
for re-creating loving Earth, together,
fertile,
healthiest wealth of HolySpirit embodiment
celebrating Her sacred historical birth Brother,

Unlike Jacob and Esau,
reconnected by sacred Matriarchal Wombs
culminating in reborn virginal brothers
saved/not-not saved from lose/lose perdition,
partition,
through both universal-human/unitarian-divine
natural Messianic win/win Spirit,
consiliently sacred,
resiliently secular,

Heavenly stardust Fog
embracing global oceanic dark waves,
currents of timeless
flowing potential color and multicultures,
rhythms and patterns and flow designs,
Living Waters,
truth with trust,
Wombs with Ways toward necessary Light,
nights and co-redemptive days

More WiseElder for sinister sacred Right retributive Judge
and golden secular Left restorative Advocate,
still listening compassionately together,
less fundamentally apart,
with good evangelical humor,
more than bad.

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Nature’s Theology

If ecology
is about right economic and political relations
between natural organisms,
and species,
and interdependent climate systems,

And theology
is about left and right
western dualistic
and eastern nondualistic co-relations
between enspirited inspiring music,
and secular muses,
and universal sacredly holonic systems,

Then why does theological Rapture
not look and sound
smell and taste
feel and think
curiously and courageously more like ecological Climax?
within internal motions
as also outside climate mentors,
voices,
passions,
imagined communions with each Other.

Depending
and co-depending
on whether breathing in western left-brain wealth
of Wisdom,
or breathing out eastern right-brain health
of humane/divine
timeless
nurturing
Light

Nature’s dual/dark
double/boundary
theology
as Energy’s interdependent
secular/sacred
health democracy.

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Unfinished Exodus

As Exodus tells his story,
Moses was compelled by God
and then invited,
commissioned by inside/outside Voice,
and bv voices of Israel’s extended people
to lead them through forty desert years
of sometimes nomadic wins
and mostly immigrating losses
in a competitively shared wilderness.

Then,
just as they approached the Promised Land’s border,
now matured
multigenerationally seasoned
regeneratively prepared for entry
into this great Middle Eastern creolization journey
in-between Earth’s secular/sacred history
of multicultural peace-making,
win/win environmental envisioning
and compassionate planning
and cooperative implementation,

Just as Moses could climb a sacred yang mountain
and look across rich heavenly green Promise
in Yahweh’s chosen yin valley
of profoundly interdependent
complexly transcendent
co-presence,

Moses suddenly understood right then
right there,
he would die before he could live
among those who would cross over
to complete this epic historic pilgrimage
toward compassionate climate of Promise,
both secular and sacred majesty,
patriotic epiphany
of resilient
multiculturing
healthy demo/theo-cracy.

I see our post-millennial Boomer regenerative process
restoratively wandering through this win/lose forty year
post-industrial wilderness
toward epic climate pollution risks
and monocultural loss
for polycultural wins
of ego-left/eco-right opportunity.

Here,
with now,
on this very cusp of 2020 robust revision,
I know we will not live
to see health optimizing
resilient Promised land and waters,

Although I have lived and loved to locally
and globally,
personally
and politically,
ecologically
and economically long to grow
together
migrant green integrity.

And my autonomous left hemisphere feels disappointed
sad
unfairly deprived about this unfinished migration,
Frustrated because cooperative liberal love,
active compassion,
is so obviously healthier for all travelers riding Earth,
wealthier than competitive fragmenting mistrust,
conserving climatic rage
about our globally
and locally unfinished industrial business.

At the same time
my dipolar interdependent right hemisphere
remains timelessly silent
on topics of ego-left mortality.

S/he may not distinguish
between first yang-patriarchal inhale
and last yin-matriarchal exhale
because this Zen ZeroSoul,
this Holy Nature/Spirit
is one
with that of Moses,

With all Messianic pilgrims,
leaders,
facilitators,
mediators,
With all bodhisattva peace mentors,
With restorative peace and justice integrity Advocates,
wandering a post-industrial green wilderness.

Polypathic Moses
of Earth’s great exodus Rapture
into unfinished healthier life
wealthier transformational business
of regenerating Promise,
for transgenerating lands and waters,
mountains and river-valleys,
mortally unfinished transcendent Eminence
and immortally interdependent Imminence,
Yang universal being with Yintegral uniting
resilient becoming
yet unfinished Exodus
into climatic healthy Promise.

 

 

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Closed White Doors

My eyes wander against this white privileged door,
starkly plain in sight
and self-secured.

My mind wonders around this bedroom door
as if the first ever seen
back when doors
were open doorways
for entering curiously in
and courageously back out
of cavernous
or canopied shelters
from storms and cold
and unbearable desert heat.

I wonder courageously against
and curiously about this white door
as if the first and last one ever seen
and heard.

What were doorways called
before we had white doors?

Invitations
or opportunities
and risks to turn my eyes and back
away from outside climates,
too inhospitable.

What were these entrances and exits named?
Non-doored ways to inside shelters
and outside adventures,
long before white privileged history
and reborn climates of pathology.

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