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Political Poetry Bowl

Vulnerability is rich soil for gratitude
while Yang strength is rockier,
less robust for absorbing flows of nurturing waters.

Just as gratitude
is richer soil for abundance
than Yang attitudes
of elitist patriarchal supremacy.

At Yang’s perpetual adolescent table,
each diner has his family’s autonomous bowl and spoon
of diverse inherited sizes.
The object of this eating nutrition game
is to grab as much of Earth’s Common HealthWealth
as possible,
to keep your bowl not just full,
but overflowing into storage bins
and deposit boxes.

Good Yang capitalists,
well-fed to corpulence,
are not known for their satiated abundance,
but more for insatiable hunger for more
food in their wealth bowls today,
unaware that Earth’s crops of storage bins
and deposit boxes
encroach now across the Commons garden
of formerly more organic nutritional abundance.

Yin has no such strong autonomous table.
Here Gaia is known as a OneBowl-OneSpoon economy
playing universal Golden Rule cooperative politics.

As political capitalism’s OneBowl Earth
separates wealth for those inside our OneBowl
from health,
especially for those on the margins
of our One Matriarchal Gratitude Bowl,
then competitive abundance tips toward cooperative recessions,
suppressions
oppressions
away from abundance
toward insatiability of Yang’s autonomous
growing numbers of bowls and spoons
of widely disparate inherited sizes,
where biggest might of great abundance
never fills each glutted plutocratic bowl
not yet sufficient for paranoid insecurity’s conservation needs,
sufficiency in defensive competition with all Others.

At some point Yang might notice
that all patriarchal competing bowls
of diverse sizes and colors and cultures and nutrients,
derive from our one GaiaEarth Bowl
with One Ecological Spoon,
feeding Yin vulnerability
toward matriarchal gratitude
and, thereby, cooperative ecopolitical abundance,
and not so much falsely autonomous Yang short-term strength
feeding anthrocentric competitions and racisms
toward capital violent-industrialized
marketing of Earth’s remaining scarcity
for Yin/Yang OneBowl-OneSpoon
ecological life.

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If We Selected Gods

If we were Earth gods and goddesses,
with powers to create anything we prefer
for our healthiest wealth attainment,
would we settle for living in a swamp
created by our own collective lack of mindfulness
about how to play longer-term WinWin?

If we were Earth gods and sacred goddesses,
not much worried about deathbed nightmare memories
of those times we had to settle
for minimizing losses
because we could not see
a WinWin option,
more cooperatively dominant
Left with RightBrained bicameral networks
of polypathic co-intelligence
as Earth humanegods
and polyphonic Sacred Goddesses.

If we were Earth’s natural gods and goddesses
creolizing Bodhisattva masters–
co-passionate mistresses of matriarchal love–
Yangs with eco-flowing Yins,
I would instead imagine on my death bed
sixteen years from now,
at eight decades of competitive trials
and cooperative errors,
and remember that 80-year-old’s
patriarchal-matriarchal embryo
bilateral,
eco-binary double-bound
co-arising
dipolar appositional
and not so much bipolar oppositional,
embryonic Original HealthWealth Intent.

If I were one of EarthTribe’s secularYangs
with sacred YinFractal
DNA regenerative processing,
progressing
Permacultural Designers
of both internal and external landscapes,
mindstates with landmine synaptic dominance,
I would look back for those Optimal Golden Rule relationships–
WinWin incarnations of long-term love bilaterals–
transcending timeless sacred regenerativity.

If I were one of EarthTribe’s reincarnating
reweaving
gods and goddesses,
I would go back to earliest beginnings
of each of my most long-term loving cooperations,
good for ego,
best for eco-others,
including aliens and immigrants,
as are we all,
each and every Secular/Sacred Species,
not just Kingdom SelfAppointed Leaders-Predators,
good for Earth’s cooperative synergetic Giai Hypothesis,
nondual-co-arising HealthyWealth
WinWin outcomes as natural-spiritual expectations,
potentials,
Sacred Promise of ReGenerative His/HerStory,
deep learning-listening mindful health encultured anticipations
positive, more than just
Win short-term
Lose long-term notnot negative-0 competitive-summed
up as
MotherEarth grows a Dog-Eat-Dog Plutocratic World
AND
a matriarchal embryonic understory
of Left-Right harmonic
polypathic polyphonic polynomial bilateral
Yang/Yin EcoSystemic Balance,
now more RightBrain repressed
suppressed
oppressed
yet still co-operating back and forth,
co-arising DNA toward WinWin
HealthyLeft-Short WealthyRight-Long
night and day.

If we were EarthTribe gods and goddesses
we would not settle for less than love
as WinWin co-arising delineation,
regenerate re-creation
of yet more loving long-term outcomes.

If we were EarthGods and Goddesses
living in active secular-sacred positive faith,
we would mistrust Win now
to pay to play later
marketing subtext,
we would no more discern between healthy economics
and wealthy ecologics,
climate eco-therapies inside and out,
than would a 0-sum WinWin healthy child
patriarchal and matriarchal balanced
Yang/Yin DNA
processing
progressing
developing
designing
listening
learning
noticing
understanding
knowing
feeling
hoping
faithing
loving positive HealthWealth moments
living in and on Earth’s Eden Paradise Potential
as promised
when SkyFather’s radiance
first photosynthesized dipolar co-arising
GoddessEarth.

If we were EarthTribe Gods and Goddesses
we would only elect CEOs
and legislators
and educators
and lawyers
and parents
capable of recognizing our HealthWealth Potential
day to day
year to year
life to life,
and would most certainly never nominate for CEO
anyone who is unwilling to actively steward
our national and international healthcare assurance,
much less threaten to disown and disinvest away from wealth,
denying that Lose short-term health
and Lose long-term wealth
is not how we play cooperative WinWin democracy games,
and how we do,
instead,
settle for further investments
in military-industrialized mutually assured destruction
counter-revolutionary exploitations
of ourselves
our neighbors and extended family
eternal LoveTribe
and Mother Earth’s HealthWealth
Original 0-Sum RNA-Fractal Intent.

If we were Earth gods and goddesses,
with powers to create anything we prefer
for our healthiest wealth attainment,
would we settle for living in an ecopolitical swamp
created by our own collective lack of mindfulness
about how to play short and longer-term WinWin healthcare
giving as receiving?

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UnStuck Adolescence

It might be said of adolescence,
This is a stage demanding economic authority,
autonomous freedom to invest and disinvest,
without yet accepting concomitant political responsibilities,
to family
to community
to children
to grandchildren
to disenfranchised populations
to Elders’ wiser investments, in their permacultural time,
to other interdependent species
in our food chain
and in Earth’s political digestion
and indigestion
food chain,
feedback loops, double-bound.

Adolescence viewed in this dichotomous way,
with Yang economic authority embraced so warmly
for short-term profit margins,
that Yin’s invitation to long-term cooperative political responsibilities
remains a naive liberal view
of ecological conservation;
confuses Yang adolescent dominance
with Yang/Yin maturity,
patriarchal/matriarchal nondual supremacy
over even inclusive anthrocentrism,
confuses patriarchal humanist libertarianism
without matriarchal humane integrity
of synergetic Gaia, hypostatic unioned,
negentropic dipolar,

nursing bilaterally responsive regenerative systems,
incarnating as individual growing-up egos,
corporate ecosystems on our interependent way,
incorporated non-profits and public sectors
too often acting like Industrial Era adolescent competitors,
colonizing victims of criminalization
and enslavement
and addiction
and domestic and international terrors
through Anger Management
and fake BadNews
and dark magical nonthinking
and fear-mongering
feeding deeply encultured patriarchal paranoia,

sometimes improving skills for entrepreneurial autonomous bootstraps,
where short-term successes include those designing boots thick enough
for limited success
in a dog eat dog world
but longer term outcomes evolve worker-
and client-
and resident-
and GaiaCommons-owned cooperative structures
systems
networks
WinWin games,
citizen-owned and managed civil governments,
care-receiver owned and managed healthcare cooperative networks

balancing mature economic authority with political long-term responsibility,
Yang with Yin-wizened wisdom
rather than stuck in withering adolescence against
each secularLeft and sacred RightBrained bicameral heart.

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UnWoven Memories ReWeaving

I grew up and out on a four family-owned,
and cooperatively-organized,
extended matriarchal farm.

Four interdependent 1940s through 1970s patriarchally managed businesses,
without substantial questions about who should wear pants,
yet with a surprising matriarchal cooperative understory.

The boxers outnumbered the panties,
but the panties had full nutritional care-giving and -receiving reign,
Monday through Friday,
9 to 5,
and what the boxers missed,
well,
that’s the competitive market price of non-panties.

My maternal grandparents were farmer and wife
with three daughters.
These daughters, as adults,
lived, and two will die,
within a five to fifteen minute drive from each other,
an easy spring through fall bike ride for pre-teen cousins,
ten of us in all,
four all-American girls,
five made in USA boys,
and the fifth-born,
well,
we never were entirely persuaded
one way or the other.

During the spring
each of the three sisters planted her garden,
large enough to produce tiers of canned corn,
rows of string beans,
pickled beets,
sauerkraut,
stewed tomatoes,
applesauce
and peaches and pears
self-picked in teams of two or three adult sisters
and their attendant underlings
infesting local orchards.

It was at canning time
our matriarchal cooperative came into its own.
And the making of preserves,
jams and jellies,
cherry and strawberry,
raspberry and blueberry.

I recall bushel baskets of sweetcorn
waiting to be husked
and cooked
and cut off the cooled cobs;
huge harvesting pans
of peas waiting to be snapped open
then pulled out with our left thumbs,
except for my oldest sister,
princess Elder of all matriarchal cousins,
who is left-hand dominant.

Rows of tomatoes
lined up on our enclosed front porch
to finish sun-ripening on newspapers
spread thin across the painted cement floor
leaving only a center aisle
to walk in from outside
toward the sacred altar of our mass producing kitchen stove,
all four burners sacrificing red hot electricity.

The porch floor would fill
with alternating waves of peaches and pears
creeping toward their ripest time
while we pitted mahogany sweet cherries
for freezing
and florescent red cherries
tart,
to drench in sugar
and smack our mouths with amazing jam.

So, there I was
the fifth-born ambiguity of ten cousins
living literally in the midst of a traditional
MidWestern
extended family
matriarchal cooperative,
Monday through Friday
during summer vacations,
with some elements of patriarchal sharing
among my mother’s dad
and the three son-in-laws
on weekends,
sometimes even hot haymaking weeknights,
sharing combines and bailers and harvesting wagons,
forming hay bailing teams,
drivers and stackers,
unstackers and hay mount restackers,
and cookers of meals for the field workers.

All this economic nutritional production
was further enriched
by shared sister and cousin lunches
and laughter
and lavish suppers
with sweetcorn on buttered and salted cobs,
sliced beefsteak tomatoes,
potato salads
and strawberry-rhubarb pie for dessert,
a la vanilla-only mode
for those who preferred creamy
with their just desserts
during summer’s cooperative harvest.

Good food,
but also hot rhapsodies of laughter
spreading echoes across the evening barn
to share with dairy cows
and satiated pigs
cooling in their cooperative mud
beside the algae-blooming pond.

This cooperative worked and played across all four sites,
grandparents
and all three sisters
and my usually convivial cousins.
We peaked in summer
and dwindled down in winter
to monthly Sunday dinners
extending on through sleepy afternoons
of sabbath rest,
and maybe sledding,
to end in nocturnal benedictions
back at church,
to close these cooperative sabbath rituals
where we began
all of Sunday morning,
10 a.m. Sunday School
through noonish,
often over-heated
over-extended admonishments
against greed and lechery,
dancing and provocative entertainments
in movie theaters
and pool halls,
and don’t even think about the bars
and devil-liquor stores.

In retrospect,
I doubt these Sabbath admonishments
against competing with extended family health
were as influential
as was our cooperative structures,
our mutual enjoyment of nutritional outcomes
but also the harvesting process
together.

Our matriarchal cooperative,
for the generation it lasted,
was 100% proof against unhealthy family disruptions.

But,
that was then,
and this is now,
spread out and dissipated,
finding our new ways
toward extending families
of matriarchal and patriarchal cooperatives.

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In PostMillennial Hypostasies

Once upon a time
Earth was formed
by Yang light radiance
and Yin moonlight flow of tidal grace.

From Her Eastern hemisphere tidal waves
and deep ocean rivers,
prevailing winds and rains
clouds and electromagnetic waves,
fire and wind storms
flowed with YangSun rise
toward western evening’s sacred Elder dusk.

Western hemisphere’s turtle back
flowed appositional with YangSun,
prevailing with and without FullMoon’s yin-centering tides.

Once upon post-millennial time
of expanding co-operative Gaia Theories,
creolizing psychology’s ecopolitics of healthcare-giving
and receiving WinWin love,
we noticed our nondual Turtle Hemispheres,
LeftYang industrial sunlight revolutions
with RightYin sustaining GrandMother sacred moonlight evolutions,
Industrial Revolution days
predicting non-renewable energy descent into nightmare nights
but also yin-renewable energy ascension
into and for and of
climates and landscapes and mindstates and dreamscapes
of 4D ecopolitical reversion therapy,
rooted in ecological flow systems
of tidal waves
and oceanic rivers,
prevailing winds and rains
and root systems of nutrition,
clouds and ionic/ironic dipolar thermodynamic balance,
revolutionary fire and wind pollution storms
merging with anthro-hubris denial,
our Yang-dominant shit don’t stink,
flowing west to east again west,
north to south reweaving north,
left to right creolizing rest
in bilateral trust secular/sacred regained.

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Creolizing Grace

We often lament long-term effects of slavery
on those enslaved across multiple generations.

Enslavement leads to addiction and codependent denial,
then is taught and mentored to enslaved children,
also separated from family and sold,
until third generations and beyond
were dressed in commodified adoptions
and creolizing adaptions
and fear
and anger
and despair
about not born good enough
right enough
correctly enough
healthy enough
timely enough
to gratefully know God’s White Caste Grace.

As hellish as this continuing historic lamentation
co-arises a tale less told of chronic traumatic stress disorder
issuing from slave owners
who purchased human nature
with a contract exchanging money
for rights and responsibilities
and violent terrorism of animal husbandry.

The children of slave owners,
and those who profited by economic and political relationships with this ancient breed
of traumatized neurotic, if not psychotic, people owners
continue a contagious curse of unresolved stress disorders
to the extent we allow ourselves to hide behind
entitled to be superior ego-manias.

To the extent slavery and concomitant addictions
to violence and racism,
xenophobia and sexism,
capitalism and ageism,
(years of potential return on investment)
resolve to heal White Caste Grace,
to that extent we are open to profound creolization of love,
available only through gratitude for sacred dignity
of all God’s Earthly Creations,
in all our polyculturing diversity.

Yet unresolved owning of people,
sex as transaction between buyer and sold,
and more violent ways and means of husbandry
as applied to women and not straight enough men,
children,
poor and vulnerable populations,
criminalized and shamed and disgraced stigmatizations,
all carry these worn threads of traumatic stress disorder,
human natural lives as if competitions to own and control and rent and manage
other angry fear-avoiding people
were compatible with abundant political ecology of grace
and mutual gratitude’s democratically ubiquitous response.

While the Agricultural and Industrial Revolutions
greatly expanded the scale of slave and people-owner tensions
and pathological husbandry enculturations,
moral ambiguities about humane patriarchal stewardship
and matriarchal domesticating husbandry repressions
appear to be as old as Creation Stories.

Freedom for healthy interdependent relationships
remain in tension with deeply etched fears of self-enslavement
and angry insecurities about intrinsic grace
and value
and dignity
shared by all Earth’s Tribes,
all God’s Sacred Creations,
continuing internal landscapes of enslaved property
and more exterior climates of growing competitive
rabid
over-heated
over-populated
Yang-dominant
pathology,
rather than Yang/Yin creolizing harmony.

Transitioning from the Industrial and Agricultural Revolutions
into a permaculturally Sustainable Evolution
invites each of us to embrace
this great divide written across each unhealed yet interdependent heart,
part humane slave owner
and part domesticated addict of self-denial,
to continue more resonant matriarchal self-husbandry
with gratitude for healthy grace,
with love for
and with
and of this Earth space,
spiritual interior and natural exterior
creolizing place.

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Sustaining Revolutions

If healthiness
grows godliness,
and godliness
grows healthiness,
why not regenerousness
co-redeems Earth’s shared Eden Nest?

Healthy belongings fill Yang hunger.
Sacred belonging flows through Yin nutrition.

Industrial,
like military,
revolutions
for monoculturing power and wealth
are too much Yang short-term bottom-line.

Sustainable evolutions
for matriarchal gifting polycultural flow
is what we post-millennially higher value
as just right Yin over Yang long-term
co-empowerment
co-operations
in-formations bilateral,
deductive-industrial LeftYang
reweaving inductively sustainable flow RightYin,
as particles are to waves,
as organic cells are to digest/eliminate nutritional systems,
as thymine form is to cytosine functions,
as positive fractals are to double-bound notnot zero.

As Yang industrial periods
are to Yin flow-sustaining sentences
proclaiming regeneration wins
as decomposition loses loss.

Love manufactures
where fear’s angers
pass double-bound away,
if healthiness
grows godliness.

 

 

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Earth Investors

I have occasionally wondered what is so controversial about the World Bank.
I understand protesters travel from all around Earth
to wave placards outside World Bank meetings
and I wonder why they are so riled up.

After all,
it’s our Bank.
It seems to be investing in worthwhile projects
so why pick on economists and bankers
and business school makers?

Then I read this from Lawrence Summers,
pre-millennially of the World Bank,
and US. National Economic Council:

“There are no limits to the carrying capacity of the earth [sic]
that are likely to bind at any time
in the foreseeable future.
The idea that we should put limits on growth
because of some natural limit
is a profound error.”

Here is how a more post-millennial economist,
like Charles Eisenstein or Riane Eisler,
Anat Shenker-Osorio or John Michael Greer,
might change Summer’s winterish position:

There are nondual natural-spiritual limits to Earth’s life-carrying capacity.
These are cooperatively binding at all times
in the foreseeable future,
as in our historic past
balance of regeneration and decomposition,
rooted in principles of thermodynamic balance.

The compelling idea that we should embrace limits on growth
with gratitude
because of natural-spiritual limits of ecological dynamics
is a profound truth
of democratic and Earth-patriotic faith,
trust in the deeper balancing power of co-operativity
over narrow-minded and short-sighted denials
of Win to Lose economic anti-ecological competitions
for anthro-inflation
at Earth’s culture of pathology expense.

We need ecological economists
cooperating our World Bank co-investments;
not just pathology economists.
Just as we need healthy democratic cooperative public servants
in local and state,
national and international offices
rather than more candidates for Anger Management classes,
fearing we won’t re-elect them
if they don’t speak false promises of magically unlimited growth,
while the failure of species
and subclimates
and rivers
and oceans
and ozone layers
and landscapes
and shoreline communities
and other healthcare-giving systems
are clearly already not experiencing continued growth
in the foreseeable futures of right now.

So, I maybe begin to see
why Summer’s World Bank history
feels so winterish
to others.

Sadly,
I think this is what Bernie Sanders
was ranting on about
when trying to breathe life
into limp democrats.

Maybe Van Jones
and Riane Eisler
would be good healthy team leaders,
(“quality people” in Trumpian speak)
but they would need a renewed nature-spirit balancing Congress
with some ecological economic sense
about cooperatively investing
within Earth’s sustainable limits,
grace within gratitude
like light leading photosynthesis.

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Cleaning House

If cleanliness
thrives next to godliness,
could wealthy White Houses,
slick and in their capital-sucking groove,
survive when paired with homelessness?

This question presupposes
perhaps a radical view
that divine powers are more homeless
than secured behind military-industrialized,
greed capitalized,
plutocratic White Houses.

Is your god’s aspirations
toward Earth’s homeless sustainable revolution,
where outside is benign inside
and inside out vice-versa?
Or leaning more toward supplanting human nature’s industrial needs
with politically self-empowering greeds–
gates closed against the rabble?

I suppose your god
could remain both egocentric
and become more ecocentric,
just as the White House
could remain a temporary shelter
for those empowered by co-empathic wisdom
of our humane species’ ultimate homelessness
without a healthy Earth.

But, in White Houses of this sort,
the gates, if needed,
open from both sides.
The perimeter fence grows lower slower
which is not higher faster self-absorption.
The lawns North and South and East and West
extend toward all our homeless cousins,
Elders not yet burned and buried from healthy memory,
and those yet to become born from matriarchal wombs
into a more sustainable revolution
of shared homelessness.

Where Earth is home
sufficient for all,
or we all continue toward climates of homelessness
in gated Only White Houses Matter
of nationalistic greed
far surpassing Earth’s need
for vulnerability and integrity
of a multiculturally homeless
co-messianic
co-redemptive
recreative bodhisattva warrior;
a reweaving god
of and for omnipotently co-operative love.

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Dear Donalds

I suppose by now you have noticed
there is an unfortunate difference
between draining the swamp
and becoming the swamp.

Swamp life promises fast thrills
but delivers slow and sure decomposition,
decay,
dissonance,
despair,
loneliness at the sadly shared bottom
of the top.

But, the swamp is also rich with creolization opportunities,
polycultural seductions and fertility,
cooperative marshes
trying to breathe
underneath our oil slick
toxic ego-incorporated politics.

To drain the swamp
we must first notice
we have become swamped.

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