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Together Will We Part

Cells work is play
to resiliently thrive
only in organic systems.

Individual yolked cells
each with her own ego-governor
survive healthy together
and divide tragically apart

More like symbiotic regenerations
of surfing cantilevers
than degenerations
outside predations
storming waves
recolonizing cancers.

Transgendering
transubstantiating
transitions can be both

Too hard on ego yolks
and too soft for ecobodies
become some One boundaried else
while too soon severing
into not yet Zero

Sacrificed for tomorrow’s
unconditional regard
organically in-between
One secular EgoZone
and not yet Zero sacred
systemic EarthTribe soul

Remembering past memories
mindful of mind-cell fullness
side by side solidarity
re-imaging severed cells

Crests of history’s
great transitioning wave
from individual hot burning stars
to seas of cold
dead
dry dust

Awaiting wetter rust
for light and power
to co-arise
more resilient lust

Inside crusts
of ego loving centers
and their living eco-kin
becoming back and forth,
together and apart
again

Enlightenment
and death,
empowering cantilevers
losing out to expatriating cancers

Co-invested
ego risks of past power
and eco loss of future opportunities

Individuating
systems for regeneration
and recycling seasons
of privation

Therapy
and trauma,
health
and pathology

Unconditional regard
and conditioned
hardening cells
of disregard

For innocent Othered cells
whose work is also play
to resiliently thrive

Only in organic systems
unconditionally regarding
this enlightened
empowering day

Swings of Yang bright light
empowering Yin’s eternal sway.

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NightFlights

From onset of puberty
on through my early twenties
I had frequent flyer dreams.

Like learning to ride a bike,
I was nocturnally certain
just the right balance of body focus and mind flexibility
would lead to inevitable lift-off.

Perhaps it was not a coincidence
that the more daylight time riding my first and last red three-speed bike,
the more likely I was to invest my nightflights
in flying forward and yet flexibly floating free
to soar with stars
float and spin with the moon
looking down and back and out at EarthTribe’s AquaMarine Home,
laced with also flying cumulus fluffs of vaporous white,
as ephemeral as identity myself.

Adolescent hubris,
I know,
to imagine floating flexibly
with just sufficient internal focus, balance, centering
as if a Bodhisattva Flyer
of space as time traveling
forward future
and backward pasts,
outer becomings swelling
with inner flying beings co-gravitating
contracting concentric balance,
dreams of humane-growing flight as inhalation,
internal as external exhalation
mindbody co-operation,
co-optation,
co-present floating flights
of dreamscaped transparent night.

In my dream
we remain free to fly,
free from mind v body polarities,
spirit-nature remains inspiring bodies,
spiral flying full-flight dreams
of economic
and political
and psychological
EarthTribe Revolutions.

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EarthTribe Sanctuary

Bird chatter echoes mutual greetings
psalms reciting Other’s praising morning light
promising their co-enrapture of return
before light fades to dusk this night.

Birds echo cathedrals of tree majestic chatter,
underflight of bees and insect buzz growing conjoined refrain
evening’s glad sung massive eulogy
consecrates this flying day’s compline,
grace delight.

Liturgy of Earth flight song
echoes through shattering light,
entering as exiting each shared dark mythic night.

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Zero Owls with Fractal Falcons

Like wise bicameral nighted owls
we evolve co-challenges with unfolding flight-strong falcons.

Now we are co-arising
to fly above and through past dominating pain,
to fly below reductive reverse future’s radiant rain,
square-rooted beyond prime function
of Positive spinning double-negative binary bond,
fusing what was bi-fissioned double-dark gravity,
re-naturing global EarthTribew’s breathless spirituaity
with comprehensive co-arising/contracting ecoconsciousness,
permaculturally programmed
D/RNA polyculturally processing
EarthGoddess shamanic/organic life/love’s full-health system
of wealthy wisdom.

Double night-bound owls,
gracefull friendly challengers
fighting with falcons,
but not against,
for both-and,
not either-or,
predicted to live interdependently forever
within co-passioned redeeming flight
through mutually fertile wisdom,
Yang-trenscending dual-dark’s light freedom,
nesting Trees of Regenerating Life, with Death,
Beloved ReGenesis Root System.

Might this Omega Point of flighted bicameral consciousness
breathe in and out
Here and Now
Yang convex-eco echoing
within eternally concaving
doubly-transparent binding
timelessly reverberating Yin with Yin,
like Win with Win Organic Permaculturing Game Theory?

Likewise bicameral knighted owls with falcons,
we eco-evolve unfolding light’s flight-genesis.

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FreeForm FearFull LightFlight

Freedom from death
bounds freedom to fully live,
As freedom from over-competition
reconnects freedom to deeply cooperate,
As freedom from Win-Lose YangGame Strategy
opens ecosystemic freedom to optimally double-YinWin-Win
EcoLogistics,
born-again regeneration,
Beloved Dreams incarnating
freestyle swimming flight
from dawn through night
greets eternal dawn’s adventure
blinding bright ecstatic spiral light,
within…without…reiterate-within…
just right centering delight.

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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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Informed Flight

We fly together

or crawl separately

our choice

to in-formate

or calculate irrationally

too negative

forgetting (0) graced balance

and octave harmonies of imagined flights

with extended family,

birds and butterflies

comets and stars

leptons and quarks,

surfing up and down

around and back again.

 

We fly together, or dissonantly burn and bury

and throw ourselves,

our nutrients,

away…

where they will

eventually

learn to crawl together

toward regenerating flight.

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Dipolar Flight

We fly together

expained the hen.

Or crawl separately?

implied the worm.

Our choice?

asked the hen.

To informate or calculate

irrationally

too negative

not double-bound enough,

forgetting (0) graced balance

and swooping octaved harmonies,

imagined flights with distant cousins,

replied the longish worm.

 

Birds and butterflies!

said the hen.

Comets and stars,

leptons and quarks,

yin and yang,

surfing systems up and down

around and back again,

sighed cavish cocoon.

 

We fly together,

or dissonantly burn and bury

and throw ourselves,

our nutrients,

positive-exformating value,

away,

sang regenerating radiant song,

 

Where they will

eventually

learn to crawl together

toward regenerated flight,

ventured the pregnant butterfly.

 

The sky is falling!

said the hen.

Or you have taken flight,

said the worm,

de-caying in the hen.

 

We fly together!

exclaimed the hen.

And crawl together,

implied her wormish warmth.

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Flying FreeForm

Unfettered flying floats free

of restraint

of containment or even contentment

of boundaries or coincident direction.

Free of focus,

free to be…

 

Trapped!

in unboundaried integral potentialities

unwilling to choose

to decay further into disrepair

disrepute

dissipating

self-denigrating purgation.

 

Haunted

by dreamy flights

of birdsong

chirping a rhythm beyond open-minded

grasping sensory values

to anchor what must fly

not quite so freely,

with graced discipline of practice…

Raven never roars;

Water never soars.

To fly sufficiently fulfilled

purge “might have been”

from falling memory streams….

 

Flying freely

implicately tethered

to soulful vortex of gracious improbabilities.

What goes up

must come down;

so what comes down

still blows up

in recent failing memory of bliss.

 

Flying left to right

and back again

too far

one way

or the other…?

 

Lost;

forgotten forward eye

bicamerally fixed

on future

as past

soon to be revisited

as frequently as crystaled flight

follows synaptic holes

through binary time

remembered as permaculturally predicted.

 

Blinding enlightening beam!

soars through clattering calcium

searing spacious vertebrae

of awareness self is Self

too stingily

too despairately

too much too often

careless of hubris

in the peacence of SuperEco Self’s constant passion.

 

Love fulfilled

regenerates…

 

unfettered flying freely floats;

bi-focused….

 

 

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Wild Wealth

My home is rich and wild with possibilities

rushing and swooping through my mind

like twin tornadoes

spinning values left and right

then back around again

to revisit my next era,

incarnating possible futures

presented once more in new dress.

 

With comprehension, these fleshy predicating birds

slow down and linger in deep imagination

dwelling in this nascient possibility place

rich and wild,

growing potentiality.

 

Brilliant doors open

to self-staring species’ glare.

 

Earth grows rich and wild with possibilities….

 

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