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Songs for Reparation

When I was a male child
I prayed to an eternally mute dualdark goddess,
Gaia was our name
for each Other’s
secular
sane
sacred
sacraments to share passion.

And so I heard bird songs
praising each day’s anticipated Gaian glory,
everybody playing cooperatively nice,
or at least role playing
something less than bipartisan uncivil shame
and blame war,
laborious and hate-filled work.

When I was a child
hearing
and sometimes speaking
birdsong,
I listened for companionship.

As an adolescent,
I heard more like marketing
win/lose sensory messages
praising past
and pleading for more future
climaxes of sensory overload,
peak experiences,
zero-zone pleasures
I Am Thou
I Am That You Are

Identity Here is also individuating Now
in this singing space
bilaterally in-between wave-linear unfolding Time
in Light’s full-polyphonic resilience,
a perpetual mind-rechanging recharging communion
worthy of Earth’s praising bird song.

As a younger adult
I hear birdsongs less,
but when I do hear doves
and pigeons, they sound less of praise,
more of mourning and cooing concern,
worried about the silent witness of pelicans
and herons
listening for climates of despair degenerating
outside voices
and inside absence
of praise-worthy birdsong,
traditionally safe
and yet free-flight loving.

WiseElder bird songs
praise Earth
and Dawn
and Evening feeding supper
and then a light cool breeze summer nest
with win/win dreams
of future birds
singing with our great grandchildren
praise for such generous grace
of loving ancestors working
and playing
and role-playing Goddess Gaia voices,
Queen of CoOperative BirdSong Compassion
and win/lose courageous caution,
curious companionship,
sensory climax historic spots
and raw climate dogmatic plots
to ancient mythic creative-tensioned tales,

Voting no on democratic health
uncomfortably silent witness
by birdsong lover’s healthy vast majority
stretching to include future birds
singing resiliently
cooperatively-owned self-governance
of rhythmic structures
in praise of Earth communing communication,

Songs dawning yin toward yanglight
and sunsets more peacefully yin
harmonizing yang’s completion,
rightbrain with left,
east nondualistic philosophy of life
with west either/or reductive thinking might
about those damned silly sparrows
and pooping sea gulls
and Canadian geese
nesting near your Paradise summer beach.

I think and feel it’s best
to hear birdsong with renewed infant ears,
An invitation to each day’s new sacramental liturgy
to sing back gospel birdsongs of creation
stories felt in patterns
of sensory flow
coloring in multiculturing voices
of outside re-associating choices

Reparations for adult inhumane neglect
to listen for EarthMother’s sweet spot
invitations to feel deeply
to hear natural
refining spiritual outdoor/inside Voices
choosing win/win reparations
for past win/lose short-term
unecological
anti-theological
anti-EarthMother ecofeminist enculturation
anti-mind/heart compassionate polypaths
finally re-appreciating under-valued birdsongs

Celebrating polynomially positive zerozone identities
listening to birdsong equanimity
with polypathic not-not One yangyin fractal sum
structures for well-sung misty myths
from ego/eco-logosed love
of birdsong greeting light,
and co-relational healthy DNA wealth
of time in
and above this EarthMother
sacred singing and signing space.

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What I Owe

What I owe
my kids
their trees
myself
and you,

A more cooperative way to learn
and live
and earn,

An embrace of diversity,
not an attack of I-win/U-lose perversity,

Awareness of strength through vulnerability
to become appreciated for our transparent integrity,
out strengths, of course, but also weaknesses,
teachers recognized for healing fractures
in history’s more benign synchronicity.

What I owe myself
and you
and future regenerations,

Mindful we are the Paradise
of our nature/spirit Elder’s aspirations,

Conscious of fulfillment
in nutritional-vocational prophecy
and not just toxic extractive profligacy,

Understanding compassion
has two faces,
matriarchal ecofeminist within
patriarchal healthy-wealth equity without,
engaged in interdependent becoming
organic story-tellers
and synergetic music singers
and integral movement dancers
in-between sacred native Promise
and future creolizing Wisdom
generations of past through future
re-generators.

This is my work
in our pandemic climate time,
the work of this non-polarizing privileged life
longing for more universally therapeutic
multicultural
compassion,
Climate healing,
inside iconic
ironic
ionic co-acclimating communal outside
integrity.

I owe myself
relearning natural/spiritual nondualistic listening
spoken of by 4D spacetime
revolving
spiraling WiseElders.

We owe each other
polyphonic relationship
long cooperatively held
and co-managed
with all eco-dancing
healthy wealth of creation,
for re-creation.

I owe our children
turning from the story
of left-
and western-hemispheric domination,
climatic destruction,
patriarchal white straight-male supremacist illness,
to return to our new left/right
West/East EarthTribe emancipation story
rooted in 2020 bicameral cooperative re-vision
re-volutionary health/wealth.

Conscious co-creation
of win/win humanity
and eco-sacred ways of sanity,
of loving
and living
and dying,
being and becoming,
birthing and rebirthing,
developing and redeveloping
secular ideas and multiculturally sacred feelings,
integral compassions,
cooperative research vocations
of constant healing change

Recognizing
with humility,
What I owe you
our kids
myself
is that same cooperative economic
and empowering passion
our WiseElders
hoped for restoring justice
and global peace
They secularly and sacredly
naturally and spiritually,
cognitively and emotively
ego-healing and eco-therapeutically
owed you
our kids
and my own male white yang-privileged LeftWing
and unprivileged-yin victim of RightWing homophobia
self

Changing our bilaterally balancing Story
as transparently
and vulnerably
as left brawn with right brain
possible.

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BiPolar Questions

If my right hemisphere
deep roots around in dreamy primordial emotions
longing to see morning’s money sunlight,
to color early midmorning questions
green ideas
emerging bilateral conversations
dialogue about mystery
and overly-commodified history,

Does my left hemisphere
emerge stems
then leaves
then fertile flowers, articulate?

then seeds, implicate
healthy integral potential
longing to incarnate portentous
afternoon’s pretentious communal activities
preparing to sing and slow dance summer evenings

While repurposing reverent questions
worthy of a night’s rooting
right hemisphere prominent
meditations.

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First SunRise Service

My first great faith journey
involved exiting EarthMother’s nighttime womb,
without even a first language
except what RightBrain inherited
from noticing emotive taste and feel
and healthy/pathological touch
memories prehistorically Win/Win
and Win/Lose
and Lose/Lose souled
unsoiled either happy or mad,
learning both/and health-resilient midways.

From such humble nutritional/toxic expectations,
and win/lose annunciations
of EarthTribe’s integral potential,
wealthy yang opportunities and yin-unhealthy risks,
through adolescent win/lose romantic invested engagements

On through my own forty-year corporate adult commodified faith journey
ensuing
pursuing my great white-male privileged American dream;

A win/lose business-as-usual pilgrimage
toward my more recent retiring win/win destiny,
for healthy wise-elder now
unhealthy other-wise then

Not really a chosen win/win destination
freely destined to and as begun
with integrity of ego-me inside sacred eco-Other
co-passion for positive
healthy
rational/nutritional purpose

And perennial meaning
this old pre-cortical WiseElder right brain
we have anciently learned interdependence
does not believe in autonomous ego-mortality,

Right brain emotive intelligence
is not overly invested in left brain ego’s embedded fragmentation
co-arising feelings of righteous predative anger
and leftist prayers conserving lose/lose fears
of YangGod’s universally autonomous climate genocide.

Ego’s de-individuation
away from Earth’s healthy habitat
rejoining MotherEarth’s timeless individulting wombs
reproducing integrity’s conjoined co-passioning potential,

ReBecoming as I began
win/win re-entering memories re- and pre-historically souled
unsoiled
inside EarthMother’s first pre-cortical dark night

Becoming bicameral felt
effectively co-caused/effective
neo-cortical ego’s individuating day

ReComposing my first great healthy transformational
co-arising in/ex-formational
re-journey
re-membering my first great transitional
sunrise developmental
co-passioning light/energy service
courageously multicultural
vulnerably global
and transparently personal.

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Retirement Planning

Retirement planning
may feel like civilian planning
as military ballistics continue incoming
so persuasively my objective is not to win
but to get home again,
although I sadly know
home will never be that home of memory sustained
as comparative peaceful compass.

What is my therapeutic vocational problem
retiring from front-line maddening trenches?

How much remaining spacetime do I have,
does Earth have, for living rather than dying,
and why does this feel so spare time
often mere despairing,
and why “spare”
and why “mere”?

Despite books and perhaps entire libraries on human purpose,
meanings,
ethology of nature,
callings for proper industry,
organic integrity of humane function,
whether blessed by divine inspiration
or mere humane perspiration
(and, again, why “mere”?)
I find too precious
this my footnote of non-historic proportion
that my vocation may not truly ever self-optimize
through individual ongoing autonomous discernment,

But also through healthier, more robust, fabric
interdependent
cooperative
democratically woven
of loving WinWin future society

CoDefining culture having let go of Win/Lose
evolutionary violence investment theories
in favor of overwhelming healthy
regenerative retiring revolutions
of Earth’s slower-grown therapies.

This is not Weber’s mechanical society;
Retiring histories are more mysteriously woven
like an organic beehive
ornamenting a strong-rooted universal tree,
or an ant colony
preparing for winter
within an ancient-grounded sanctuary
society for future multiculturing
creolizing
WinWin enchanted colonies.

What happens when we retire
into a newly autonomous vocational choice?
When all prior spacetime investments
appear to have been apprenticeships
toward what?
Dying?
Living with more freedom
for integrity
and WiseElder slow-grown discernment?

We are so hard-pressed to say
and do
and be wise discerners for internal and external peace
when all our training has been for Win/Lose battles

I struggle to prepare for extending family love
in ever more isolating autonomy
from new life invitations.

What does my environment,
our climate,
my experience,
our story about communal health development
still respect
and hope for loving, yet active, peace?

How do we call and gather elders together
to restore this profoundly interactive peace
inside as outside as inside
Earth’s justice
re-uniting integrity
toward universal love
and away from nationalistic violent hate?

Where do secular models
and sacred maps
together tipping point
toward personal
and political
and economic
and ecological
and theological healthy meaning
today,
rooted in all our civilian yesterdays
with hope for this next regeneration
already waiting within these ancient bones
and eyes for climate healing
within
as without,
below
as above,
inhaling old impoverished retributions
exhaling new health restorations
peaceful home

Retiring developments of active hope,
remaining positive energy,
non-violent doing,
being,
communicating,
praying,
experiencing,
medicating,
meditating,
healing,
living to continue breathing in
dying to breath enrichment out once more.

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Seen But Not Heard

I remain stuck
and struck
by children to be seen behaving
but preferably not heard
regardless of behavior,

But especially not heard criticizing their WiseElders
or, probably worse, mimicking them;
although some parents,
especially grandparents,
do see mimicry as graceful flattery
and occasionally a disgraceful lesson–
our children hope to see and hear us
behaving healthy, in return.

This feels very like future employees
to be seen functioning properly
according to corporate wealth-enculturing rules
and not to be heard
criticizing their WiseSuperiors.
Which may have nothing to do
with seniority or merit or wisdom,
much less all three,
or with WinWin supervisory therapeutic skills.

Seen obeying
and not heard criticizing
also feels like an evangelical fundamentalist
of God is Win
and the Devil makes us Lose–
a fascist punisher of bad behavior
and intrusive colonizing speech

Waiting his patriarchal turn
to play God
getting retributive even
bullying those disgraceful not listened to
rather than loving all (green) seen
as graceful learning DNA/RNA eco-mimicry.

Work That Reconnects
Future Searches
for God as cooperative Gaian Hypothesis,
syncretic PositivEnergy Democratic co-facilitators,
disciples of healthy grateful co-listening,
taking graceful health-directing turns

ReConnecting parents with children who watch
and act
and grow
with pride of co-creation
listening to EarthTribe voices
with polycultural
mnultigenerational compassion

These FutureSeekers
and developers
do not monoculturally confine
restorative voices of OrthodoxGod
to retributive NotSoWise PunishingElders.

WinWin CoDesigners
appreciate each voice of sacred dignity
including Wise NewBorn Integrity,
yang still with yin delight
Ego co-arising Sacred ElderEco.

Patriarchal doers
and global movers
and planet shakers,
but not plant terrorists and punishers,
are also FirstNation Matriarchal
holy global spirit-listeners,
from whom we originally Gaia re-incarnated,

Heard DNA with RNA more solidarity empowered
PositivEnergy Democracy
restoratively therapeutic
and seen less
as non-violent cooperative weakness.

And yet,
even with all that said
and probably not a prayer of being heard,
I remain stuck
and struck
by children to be seen
and preferably not heard
by God
and Allah
and parents
and future WinLose punishing employers,
monoculturing owners and colonizers
more than polyculturing co-operators
and DNA-RNA WiseElder creolizers.

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Smashed Turkey YamJam

My parenting totem
was the Hawk
of bicamerally perfect egocentric vision
usually greeted by a loud Yang squawk
and vigorous walk
in the other wrong direction.

My WiseElder totem
is the Turkey,
CoMessiah of CoRedemptive Dying
as notnot loving EarthTribe’s future lives.

At eight,
my totem was muse Dragonfly,
greeting and bowing
to Eastern red sky dawns,
mysterious wordless delight.

Yet also warning me,
to get to Hawk yang strength
on into Turkey WiseElder resilient years
I must bear through
mym early adulthood Bear totem,
adolescent polypathic dirges
of synergetic introspection,
lust for perenially nutritious Hibernation Dreams
of eremetic Earth
as Paradise
now climatically
and critically
and pathologically overpopulating Lost,
awaiting total colonization of spring
as AmericaFirst Welfare Found.

Although
these multicultures and DNA tinctures,
scents and colors,
from Eastern DragonFly
through Southern Bear
through Western Hawk
through North American Turkey
were not inter-relationally accessible
until I learned
to translate polypathic Turkey
into polyphonic fractaled
perennially recycled
ego healthy ecowealth.

Turkeys
prefer resilient WiseElder years
and bearing hawk regimes
cooperatively thriving.

To sustain Dragonfly endurance
through WinLose competitions
Business as not-WinWin Usual.

Turkeys
appreciate sleeping through roosting nights
without WinLose nightmarish interruptions.

Turkeys
cannot tolerate
LoserEgo against Loser EcoPolitics
because such lack of self and other esteem
breeds darkish NegativEnergy climates
of pathology.

Turkeys
link their WiseElder ego-internal loops
and caustic lumps
with their EcoNatural external climates
and improvising clumps.

WiseElder Turkeys
and Hawks
and Bears
and muse-dreaming DragonFlies
bear through nuturing Energy Democracies,
co-operative restorations Turkey-invested
fully grateful
for mythic GoldenRule
ecopolitical WinWin
co-relational structures.

WiseElder Turkeys
LeftBrain polytheistically pray,
but never prey,
and beg
and full-flight non-violently demand
other WiseElder Turkeys
to EarthLove our WinWin way back
to reconnect Grazing Commons
where lies now our epic pathology mess.

Mature resilient Turkey multicultures,
with natural-spiritual nondual
inside-outside DNA assumptions
prefer to grow restorative multigenerational justice
with all nutritional positive energy Tribes
of and for Democratic Life
and no more plutocratic
AntiTurkey suffering death

And have the turkey nerve
to call this Commons Easter Rights
of cooperative WinWin SuperGodSun Might,
and Thanksgiving,
and InterDependent Turkey Day.

Turkeys
Left with Right
West with East
interdependent Yang with nondual empty Yin
Zero-WinWin summations
reweaving bilateral wu-wei memories
spiraling slow flow
like turkey gravy
made with goat’s milk
on steaming organic smashed yams.

My ultraviolet turkey gravy
has a lot to say
which might not be the case
after just this one bright day.

She sings in pro-life
spiraling colors,
She speaks to restore
health-wealthing odors.

My bilateral nondual turkey
holds up outside racing natures
to her inside harmonic spirits,
hoped for well-nurtured egocenter
gathering inside wellness EcoCentering Schools
of improvising WinWin acclimation support
without WinLose distractions.

She worships Father’s Sun
and Matriarchal HolySpirit Earth
nondual GodNatured EarthSoul
with interior SacredGaia AnimaMundi
spiraling co-arising Core
Greek with Latin
restorative resonant orthodoxy
of nondual NatureSpirits CoArising
to breathe in ultra-violet North,
breathing out toward where we all
DNA secular ecological economy
with RNA sacred light theology
politically began

RightBrain WinWin Prime
Zero notnot CoRelationals,
PositivEnergy Democracy’s
original intent
of Wild BiLateral Turkishness.

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