I lay to waste
Earth-centered
omnisciently questioning life,
overindulging Anthro-preoccupied
questing enlightened faith
Wasting Anthro-centered
wealthy sacred life,
overindulging Ego-preoccupied
healthy organic lust
Wasting Ego-healing opportunities
for Earth-centered healthy love,
greedily grabbing for immortality
Laying to waste
Earth-centered
omnipotently questioning life,
overindulging Anthro-preoccupied
power questing fame
Wasting Anthro-recentering
wealthy organic life.
Good Humors Create Healers
Electing and selecting humorless weaponed officials
to legislate and administer laws
empowering challenged and challenging
unarmed natures,
is like expecting a rabid rattlesnake
to advocate with and for patience,
understanding through calming and merciful listening,
to apply active love’s curiously empathic trust,
which no just law, or logical practice thereof, could prohibit.
The truth of complex situations,
so necessary to uncover for wise application of our ethical codes
for economic and political behaviors,
is best accessed by vulner-ability
to co-empathic trust,
active listening,
Basic Win/Win Anticipation,
as is intelligent paradoxical humor.
Loss of humor’s appositional equanimity
is an ominous spiritual v natural sign
Yet another rabidly riled-up,
not yet cooled-down, rattlesnake
with too much “healthiest defense
is a massively wealthy offense”
post-traumatic neurosystemic intelligence.
If you are feeling like delivering toxic venom,
rather than inviting kindness in return,
then probably best and brightest
to stay home
and curl up on a warm rock.
Hard-hearted victimization intent
to neglect and abuse,
marginalize and criminalize, others
is not softened or redeemed
by anything less or more than orthopraxis of loving kindness
with a good-humored smile, as possible,
without someone thinking you are up to something devious.
Pronoia’s comedy is most effective therapeutic drama
when transparently co-responding
to the co-empathic paradox
of paranoia’s tragically triggered trauma.
Those who expect citizens to behave civilly,
best mentor what they would optimally hope to see
on our FlashMob singing streets
and not MassMurder flinging roads
and life’s Competing Business As Usual highways
and bad rumored conspiracy byways.
Front-line customer service to those suspected,
or even known,
to struggle with bad-sad-mad humored tendencies,
cannot be optimally effective
by treating them to further misdemeanors of humorless
unglad
cold-blooded
unsym-pathetic
systemic winner v loser
0-sum paranoid rabidity.
Are you in our shared health-humored busyness?
or in our too much anger/fear pathological business,
or, paradoxically, both?
If both,
which direction seems to bring you,
and the rest of us,
economically wealthier ecological,
and healthier political,
resilient relationship outcomes?
I would love to anticipate more good humored officials
(and clergy)
for multiculturally transformative public health
and become less anxious
about officious nests
of reformative rattlesnakes
threatening venomous rabidity
of bad-sad-mad humored pathology.
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.
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.
Not so dear DT:
Many voices have avoided asking you
obviously challenging questions,
Like, “Why?”
I have a different
but related choice question:
Ten years from 2020 revision,
would you rather be dead
or a silently cancelled mystery
rightly left behind
by a more resilient
blood red
healthier EarthClimate
history?
This is my rightful
red-blooded
Earth patriotic question
for not only unjust you.
The entirely apartisan U.S. Senate
comes immediately to what’s left
of my right mind,
Especially those egregiously unclean
unrepentantly ungreen,
which seems to clearly exclude
no one
from blue penitence
seeking more red hot hope
for ecological salvation.
Better off already dead?
Or still breathing
but more left living behind,
out of over-invested
nemesis light?
Why, AntiUncle Samson,
Why?
What in degenerative
dogmatic Hell
was our bad trip all about?
The journey toward forgiveness
is a long one,
short on patience,
bankrupt
for culpable slack,
publicly mediated lack
of green clean curiosity.
Redemption begins with:
Hi. I am DeToxifying Donald.
I am part political fascist
and part economic fool.
I’m sorry.
Let me make reparations
by donating what little is left,
not yet self-righteously destroyed,
to Earth’s Feminist Future Gardeners
already permaculturing peace.
Then, cancelling
my monoculturing
“DT right is only red”
brand,
I choose to disappear
into a transgender nunnery
to clean ungilded toilets
To clean the pots
we marginally pee in
for myself
by myself
swiftly cancelled
by unplanned climate change
like everyone else.
If I were a poor woman
I would dance and sing
through basement boogy woogy bars
all these days and nights
of EarthTribe healthy men
Winning
not measured in applause
but absorbing painful bunions
in glad support
of Earth’s healthiest worn-out pause
Performing songs with peace
inviting massive choirs
composing mother muses,
matriarchs of deeply felt integrity
dancing EarthDay’s cause.
Wanting to not be alone
is not always the same
as wanting to speak with someone.
Sometimes
being with someone
also feels like being here
and listening now
nurturing source for each Other,
Non-coincidental Me
evolving toward
co-incident WeView identity
Sometimes in fear
and sometimes in courageous curiosity,
in sickness and in health,
in serious doubt
and in playful dialogue,
in physical troubles and in spiritual wealth,
in competition and in cooperation,
in silence and within chatty talk therapy,
in separation and in synergy,
in solitude
and in compassionate solidarity
Wanting to not be alone
and yet needing to deeply listen
for emerging peace.
HealthCare giving
in a cognitive disability space
includes cultural LeftHemisphere trauma,
perhaps chronic autistic distress,
disrupted thrival flow
of wellness serotonin
and safe happiness dopamine
internally felt
sensory
Elder RightHemisphere spiritual
nondualistic
eco/theo-logical
outside/inside
warm womb-felt therapeutic
win/win
EgoChoices/EcoVoices
of health and safety resilience.
When we combine
what we know
about bicameral
bilaterally contextual intelligence
with what we have experienced
as healthy-positive
is also not pathologically negative
dissociative
anthro-supremacist languaged defiant behavior,
LeftHemisphere Either/Or Dualistic
monoculturing dominant
Pedagogy of the [Left-Disability] Oppressed
We can better multiculturally mediate
Restorative Justice
by wrapping in Paulo Freire’s
nonviolent educational communication
for a Left/Right bicameral liberation
wellbeing experience.
EcoFeminist marginalization
follows AnthroSupremacist
StraightWhite Patriarchal
Anglo-MonoTheistic colonization histories
Of ecopolitical BusinessAsUsual
RightWing
LeftBrain dominant
nationalistic
patrilinear
chauvinistic
monoculturing
monotheistic
Predative
win/lose devolutionary
lazy and uninformed impassioned revolutionary
lose/lose ultimate pathological loss, uninformationary
absence of healthy deep indigenous learning trends
co-relationary
EcoPolitically partisan confusion
about where to draw a toxic line
between sacrificing YHWH’s disabled
LeftBrain cognitive marginals
to practical fascist realities
of devolutionary win/lose patriarchal
capitalist theory
Supported by nationalistic
individualistic StraightWhite Supremacist history
prejudiced against RightBrain contextual
interdependent
intersectional
inter-religious
inter-transformatively connected strengths
to know a retributively unjust
cruel win/lose monoculturing coldness
abusive and/or neglectful dissociative
environment
inhospitable to synergetically felt
compassion feelings
for natural/spiritual nonviolently indigenous
wisdom
Against our collective educational abuse
of the unusually
unchosen
unsympathic creatures
whom we must regretfully CancelCulture
Other
Alien
UnClean
Useless
Hopelessly LeftBrain Unfit
Disabled…
Yet again,
if we had sufficient curiosity
and courage
to gaze into EarthMother’s disabled
EarthTribal historic lives
of prehistoric oppression,
where would we likely Fall
to Win/Lose sins
of punishing our RightBrain prominent kin?
With more than sufficient sacred integrity
to revolutionarily comprehend
who and what is healthy Trust
and wealthy indigenously natural/spiritual Beauty
All doing our win/win best Duty
to restore EarthHealth Justice
is to also redeem Earth’s highest
and best,
Deepest
and widest
Healthy BiCameral Wealth System.
Sound is vibration
begets round sound,
random noise,
white nuances,
dark soulful nights,
symphonic nests,
harmonic internations
Organic macrolife is self and other
ego and eco empowerment
begets voiced enculturing life
Love is god is power
begets co-passions between tribes
of trees,
toads,
turtles,
thistles,
thunder,
testimonies,
civil teas
Regenerating energy
resounding vibrant co-relational
responsive
responsible correlations
in-between rhythms
vibrating sound
of EarthDay synergy.
He listens for my integrity;
our highest and best destiny
As if interred in our children’s
still living oral tradition
Then captured in post-millennial
historic textbooks
on cooperative eco-politics
Illustrating what I did
and did not do
for/against future regenerous climate health
when these same children experience
their children’s
children
appearing resilient
against degeneratively persistent
health wealthing doubt.
What I have imagined doing
win/win with others
I have seldom done.
What we have cooperatively planned doing
win/win with and for and of others
we have seldom undone.
What I have not imagined doing
by my self
investment
he could not easily imagine
to proclaim health
resiliently accomplished
ReInvesting more
in what would otherwise remain personal turf
behind some gilded
and tightly closed
front door
of alternating deep peaceful solitude
and further anticipation
of comfortably laureled silence,
Enough,
at last,
he said
With my righthand
lonely panic
writing in lamenting internal voices
Waiting for his first large-staged break
into an appreciative and prepared audience
to receive each other’s great health-systemic wisdom
wealthing win/win networks
As transubstantiated
by our own integrity experience.
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