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Economic Rights, and Not So Much

Does nature have the right to fly?

Apparently so.

We certainly do perceive flight function

within aviary ethereal nature,

air-travelers.

 

Does human nature have the right to fly?

Apparently not.

Perceiving flight as functional,

organically possible

and probably fun,

however compelling to my imagination

my ego-centric memory recalls flight

only in my dreams,

where eco-logic and ego-centrism

seek my synchronicity.

 

What rights and wrongs,

rights and lefts,

goods and evils,

could nature have,

apart from humane nature?

Are nature’s rights confined by natural laws,

like winter must not follow spring,

nor morning follow noon?

Yet winter does follow spring,

with summer and fall between.

Next dawn’s morning follows this noon,

with afternoon, evening,

and starlit dreamy memories of flight between.

 

Nature’s temporal laws

are rights with spatial faces,

Earth’s rights our laws

of permacultured regeneration,

and dissonant entropy,

a Tao of binomial temporal balance

in which after always follows before

and beauty emerges from

uglier times, frequencies, dysfunctions,

noise, chaos, suffering.

 

Yang and Yin

sing out and in,

convex-concave,

positive radiant light and night’s ergetic gravity,

balanced Left and Right economic functions

with competition square rooted in mutual gratitude’s roots

for win-win creative cooperation,

self-perpetuating moments of eternal sanity,

as ego-normics give way to eco-logic,

and spring warms winter’s dissonance

as winter’s hibernation regenerates fall’s winnowed harvest.

 

Eco-normic rights and wrongs uncover,

nakedly displayed for all to see

in ecological balance,

our polycultured paradise,

where night flight soars

and daydreams roar

our mutual delight.

 

It seems easier to be heard accurately

when choosing to sing with others

while helping us float downstream

toward shared values;

than struggle to successfuly shout at others

about why they need to improve their swimming practice and intent

toward my own hegemonic values.

 

Mentoring eco-centric souls

with compassionately mindful egocentrist comprehension

of regeneratively formed systemic history,

and evolution,

and enculturation,

and learning,

and faith,

and trees,

OK, any informating system,

like gardens and forests

and days and nights together,

and Left and Right hemispheric processors,

and years, and species,

and evolutionary paradigms about everything,

especially the eco-logic of economics.

 

 

 

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Spacetime Lament

I.

I’ve said it all before,

last time you firmly closed my door.

 

Where have my words dreamed since then,

hiding fugitives in labyrinthine recesses,

backwaters of insane progress

confidently processing toward unknown intent?

 

I’ve feared it all before.

This flirtive closing door

on other sides far too vast

with needs sucking out my lungs

squeezing timid-static heart

closing rich sensory prehensile shutters

until concaving Yin weeps with righteous loneliness.

 

She’s sung it all before

time’s merciless karmic door

open always as before

yet No Admission

without formal dress,

accessorized dysfunction.

 

II.

You’ll say it all again

next time I mercy fuck your home.

 

What will your words do next time,

laughing boldly through primordial eclipse,

surging equinoxing rivers

streaming global madness fear?

 

You’ll find me once again,

my grace-open salvific door.

Death’s other side slowly swims

languidly breathing advent into

fertile faith-ballooning diastasis,

wide-sweeping invite into ego-silence,

warm echo belonging,

blanketing Yang’s eternal karmic kiss.

 

He’ll dance with Yin again

in carnaling EarthTribe’s permacultured soil

zero-carbon holonic balancing

banquet for all Earth to savor

frequent fractal organic fusions.

 

I’ve said this all before

time gave birth to four dia-metric space,

biological, binomial, and bicameral,

in Bucky’s regenerate,

synergetic,

geometric (0) soul-fractal place.

 

III.

Yang encultured power praxis,

male-dominatrix history.

Yin polyculturally integrating harmony,

feminist nutrient permaculture.

Revolve in RNA’s relational fractal structure,

regenerating natural systemic template:

U = +P

C = (-)NP

A = Yang-convex Vertex

G = Yin-concave’s Dark Vortex

cooperatively stringing

reweaving

EarthTribe’s eternal memory code.

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Organic Self-Winnowing Compost

Let P = Exterior Landscape Polyculture [physical in-formation]–Yang

Let NP = Interior Non-Physical Landscape [metaphysics]–Yin

 

When the people of the Earth all know beauty as beauty,

There arises (the recognition of) ugliness.

When the people of the Earth all know the good as good,

There arises (the recognition of) evil.

 

Therefore:

Being [P] and non-being [NP] interdepend in growth;

Dissonance and confluence interdepend in completion;

Long and short interdepend in contrast;

High and low interdepend in position;

Tones and voice interdepend in harmony;

Front and behind interdepend in appositive [P=NP] relationship.

Laotse

[Translation: Lin Yutang and Gerald O. Dillenbeck]

 

If, as, when and where

my natural universal system

housed and homed on Earth’s skin

is and becomes

abundantly optimized compost for our Species,

and for Me,

then my humane nature emerges

abundantly optimized compost for our Home,

our Universe,

our Earth,

our community,

our family,

our RNA EarthTribe,

ourselves,

me,

living in real-time spacetime,

where P=NP,

as Physic’s Exterior and Metaphysic’s Interior

appositionally reflect each other in place

and time.

 

I reflect my culture

too Yin-repressed

anthro-centric

egotistic

Self v. Other, rather than WeSelf organizing,

Win v. Lose, rather than Win-Win slow-cycles of gestation,

not feminist-balanced enough,

too much Yangish testosterone for

active peacefilled optimal abundance

to equitably reflect nonviolent Yin’s communication,

using primal dissonance to tip toward harmonies.

 

Positive purpose/meaning balanced

in (0)-Prime Root of love,

redeeming Her faith-centric child,

yields hope-filled teleology,

adolescently positive bi-memial,

binomial rhetorical events

toward a transcendentally balanced Tao Love Theorem.

 

Sustained well-being, health, nutritional delight,

the opposite of unraveling disvalues

sequencing irrationally into monocultural pathologies;

potential string-stories, conversations, that fall apart

unraveling in fading memories of weak unreality.

 

Loss of mutual love yields +Self v. -Other,

when and where +/-WeSelf Identity resolves within imagination’s reasonable reach,

loss of love yields loss of faith,

loss of faith yields loss of hope,

loss of hope yields loss of ego-love identity,

an emergent autism issuing tripping point correction,

loss of interior-balancing peace

yields Self v. Other violence, anger, depression, suffering

socioeconomic and decaying

culturally inhumane

denatured pathologies.

 

We reverse this NP Interior Landscape trend

in Golden Rule and therapeutic positively recycling ratio

to treat this Me-identity as WeSelf-regenerating

Omega Tao BiCameralHeart

beating within diastolic implied, predicating, Dark Vortex,

the gravitas of radiance fused

in Original Intent’s eternal BigBang enthymemic moment,

and Me and Thee

live in mutual subsidiary equanimity

of gratitude for paradise found

quite metrically

where it was lost

within (0) soul’s primal CenterCross.

 

When the people of the Earth all know beauty as P=NP,

there arises (the recognition of) ugliness,

when we used to worry that P and NP were somehow incommensurable,

When the people of the Earth all know the good as positive,

there arises (the recognition of) evil as appositively placed negative,

as the unraveling of our Positive Teleological String,

emerging from binomial self-perpetuating strands of Yang-form and Yin-function,

4-dimensionally rooted in Prime Explicating/Implicating Relationship of (0) Core Vertex/DarkVortex.

 

The constancy of Hilbert geometric real-time placement

meets the relativity of spacetime

in Prime Relationship of (0) Core Tao.

Our Universe’s skin unfolds in fractal explication

as time re-emerges into dream covered implicating memory,

our enthymeme of graced original intent,

transitioning now toward self-regenerating co-prehension;

the TrimTab permaculture of optimized abundance

through synchronizing dissonance

into rich composting diversity of polycultured paradise.

 

Beauty, good, equity, and peace

our four horse voice for Tao

combine where WeSelf began

when the people of the Earth all knew each Other,

our nightmare denial of WeSelf identity, our dysfunctional ugliness,

within our shared ecology of grace,

a home of natural regenetic beauty.

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The G.M.O. on Fracking

Fracking,

somewhat alliteratively,

is fucking Earth dry

without invitation.

We also call this rape,

in other contexts,

and aggravating assault.

 

Rape,

in this context,

assumes we have our ownership rights,

as this ego self-centered

and short-sighted Species,

owns our Earthship in fractured pieces,

to whimsically repeat this rapacious assault,

we also call slavery

and using Mom as if She were The Bombed Whore.

 

GMOing Earth

simultaneously

neuters Her

because She’s only abundantly economized

as a fucking commodity anyway.

 

 

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SelfViolating Peace

Present loss.

Loss of presence

while noticing your glance

of hope for fusing future limbs

from endless snubs,

blind ignorance and future loss predicted.

Glancing glimpse of futures fading

into waste of presence,

present loss.

 

A paradox,

naked being

robbed of hiding

robed with coming,

so full of nothing,

wanting…

succumbing mystery’s peaceful paradox.

 

To fill this self

crowds companions into bloated ships

of starving slavery,

floating free of friendly destiny unfurling

back toward empty nest’s cremation.

 

Night’s brightness hints of swollen glands

knuckles

arteries

rheumatic sappy agony,

loss of memory

and sight,

then sound….

 

Hope sleeps deeper

waiting

no longer wanted

desired

in present blistered elliptical refraction.

Solipsistic elders whisper

“notice me”

beneath life’s covers.

 

Nonviolent sleep shapes active peace,

purging ego floods EcoSelf resounds

of sights reversing,

negative postscripted progress

finds yesterday’s potential

peacefully imploding tomorrow’s choices.

 

Presence found in quiet cracks

between each moment’s finished dance…

 

fusing Forward’s merging song.

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