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Thoughtless Thoroughfares

The main currents of thought
are feelings about relationships,
positive
and negative climates,
sometimes obscured
confused
by double-binding negatives
incuriously set aside
as merely bad news
and systemic evils

Like racism
applied to oneself
as victim of prejudice
is not reverse racism,
not multicultural intelligence,
for egos steeped
shaped
secured by StraightWhiteMale
supremely valued labeling,

Like sexism
applied to oneself as victim
is not reverse sexism,
is not vulnerability,
for patriarchally wounded souls,

Like fascism
applied to victimized losers
and lepers
and thugs
is not reverse fascism,
does not further healthy democracy,
for aristocratically wounded kleptocrats.

The main stereotypes of thought
are feelings:
About positive healthy relationship,
wealthy attachments,
compassion
empowering left and enlightening right,
liberal resonance
conserving inclusive resilience;
And about negative lack thereof.

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Imposed Unemployment

These matters of imposed sequestration,
home health quarantine,
residential segregation,
safety zone re-education

Can also become
contemplative solitude
growing sacred mindfulness,
healthy wealth revision,
2020 wealth of health
bicameral precision,
monoculturing capitalist rescission,
dipolar non-division;

Social,
political,
economic communication
significantly emerge from personal preference
but also left-hemisphere patriarchal enculturation
no different than propaganda
if delivered with both left and right-hemisphere
collusion intent,
unnaturally sinister,
calculating desecration,
the stuff of deep state
and dark conspiracy theories

Either True or False
or both/and complexly
ego/eco-bilaterally ambiguous,
subtle,
nuanced thought with unpolarized feelings
for interior nurtured spiritual intention
and exterior nutritional natural extension,

Discernment of which solitary seeds
and subterranean root systems are health watered
and wealth weeded,

And which are treated like worthless weeds,
not to be watered with contentment,
fed with commitment,
nourished for cooperative values,
cherished within ecosystemic futures,
compassioned.

This weediness of ego-neediness
prays for non-preying return
to ecosystemic communal fullness.

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Social Justice Does Not Kill Nations

I heard from PrimeAryan DT
that socialism kills nations.

I thought it was fascist totalitarianism
that killed nations,
the lack of democratic social intelligence,
social investment,
non-violent communication,
restorative,
therapeutic
win/win social justice.

My grandparents,
at least on my mother’s side,
who seemed ancient and fragile to me,
often opined,
“When you lose your health,
you love everything.”

I don’t know if they literally meant everything:
your faith,
your active hope,
your love,
your integrity,
your egocentric voice,
your hate,
fear,
anger,
obsessive-compulsive wealth,
despair,
cynicism,
narcissism,
xenophobia.

Probably they meant only everything good,
all things social,
Beauty fading into inconsequential,
Truth into lack of significant meaning,
Life into absence of future purpose.

I was young and apparently immortal
and could not hear their wiser warning.

Now older,
I find I have little more to add
to health’s imperative
standard for resilient Wealth:

much older and more integral,
historically and multiculturally deeper
than money,
or even humanity;

older, even, than verbal communication
about healthy v pathological social-system experience.

So, why isn’t this same observation
first on the list of every political party’s platform,
every faith community’s regenerative mission statement?

If we lose our democratic win/win social health,
we’ve lost our greatest wealth.

If we optimize
our actively co-invested trust
in global interdependent health,
we regain our most resilient dreams
of cooperatively-owned wealth,
communal peace
served up with personal integrity.

“Make America Great Again”
whether triumphantly declared as “mission accomplished”
or somewhat more humble,
errs in dreaming way too small

When we could more robustly
courageously
compassionately choose
“Make Earth Healthy Again”

Which would, of course,
also make America wealthy
in all the democratic social positives,
and none of the aristocratic anti-social negatives

again?

I guess sometimes healthy restorative justice
is more like exploratory win/win polycultural justice,
more pro-social green peace meadows
than elitist
monocultural
grab and crab grass.

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When I Was Eight

I owned a warm breezed first Spring day
in radiantly refulgent sun
between billowed cumulative clouds
white as sailing sheets
on our vibrating
shaking and tugging cotton clothesline
swaying multi-colored tops
and sun bleached blue jean bottoms.

Like God,
I looked curiously
benignly
warmly down

As industrious ants
with apparently urgent missions
I would never learn how to assign
chewed and sniffed their singular ways
through a forest of shading grass
over dappled shadow soil

Vibrant blades of pointed grass
as tall as trees to ambitious worker ants
sometimes militaristic
but now peacefully recovering
discovering thawed warm roots
of cooperative deep dark Earth.

I could not own a wealthier Spring day
except just now,
at sixes with seven,
often remembering this polished day
and night dreamed moment
beside breeze blown white sailing ships
of sun-scent cotton state
breathing in under first fresh cut lawn
to notice how wee ants live
side-by-side
refurbishing
rubbing up against and with
warm lamped memories

Recreating paths
by imaginatively embodying them
yet again

This first-owned warm Spring breeze
of wistful
divine memory.

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Recycling Values

Values and disvalues
absorbed through communication
of felt relationship,
absence of connection,
hopeless excommunication.

The Left bereft
Brain justified,
ratioed,
commodified,
diversified,
tooled,
weaponed for rational utilitarian consistency,
reified verbal logic
of neurological systemic Spirits,
feeling co-related events,
critical memories
epic predator/prey histories

Recalling ecologies of sensory attachment/detachment,
felt experience networks of virtual spiraling health values,
virtuously co-arising felt re-experience ecosystems,

And viciously degenerating
unraveling disvalue cycles,
pre- and post-cycles,
recycles

Feeding healthy value feelings,
unhealthy disvalue memories
back
and back
and back to when Space first felt Earth’s shift
balancing bilateral TimeFlow
for virtuous communication

Ego in Here listening kindly
within EarthTribe’s perpetually felt spirals
of revolving Now light,
Then dark…

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Too Long Past Due

What’s the point of suicide
when I feel already dead inside?

Too long past due
pulling breath’s last plug
last gasp
last primal scream
for and against capital colonizing campaigns
but acted out in dizzying silent mime,
rumored to be a scary thing
this last big surrendering event
before unconsciousness
of changing time
marching inevitably forward
and backward,
out
and back in
until no more back
or in.

But what frightens this fading identity most,
No one will know a difference,
notice I’m different,
least of all
decaying from within
me.

Already unconscious
subconscious,
merely skirting conscious life
precedes flirting with absence of awareness,
burning bridges
pulling life plugs
turning out my lights
already too dark to hear
fear memories
too alarming to feel
images
too disarming to care for power
for light

Too defining
future past experience
enlightening
too long
refining
past due
healing
organic capital investments
ourselves
too long overdue.

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Beasts of Burden

Feelings,
like hidden facts,
are latent
rather than complementary
when suppressed and repressed by society,
that ecopolitical beast of enculturation’s burden.

Glass ceilings,
like lowest denominator floors,
are hidden
rather than mutually transcendent
when oppression
is justified by sacrosanct tradition.

Trails,
like byzantine networks,
evaporate
rather than lead to resolutions
when pressed upon
those at home on other paths.

Wisdom,
like humor,
remains opaque
when impressed with its own hubris.
hoary beast of history’s exegetical burden.

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