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My Body

You invited me to bring
some object of great regard,
And so I present My Body.

A marvelous sensory object
perfect in so many feeling ways
I dare not count
or shout
or flout it through my days.

Unlike my home
where some rooms I like
just as and where they are
and others could be larger
or a wee bit smaller,
and further back or front,
less up and more down
to better accommodate this perfectly aging body,

All my inside parts are perfectly placed,
even my mealtime’s exhaustive plumbing space,
I’ve grown systemically proportioned,
and synergetic’ly refunctioned,
integrally ecologized with marvelous winning grace
and apparent co-relational ease of pace,
although dis-ease does threaten inside grief
as outside gratitude
to leave room for younger climate minds;
Who healthy best remember
this cherished
chiseled
richly robust EarthBody.

My garden would be magnificent
if as organically functioned
as my organs
and my digits
and my senses of magical sight
and sound
and tasty touch and feeling
good wealth object-ives for lunch this day.

I mention house and garden
because these objects, too,
I cherish
and yet they feel less sacred,
worthy of awe and wonder from you
than this body
which I usually cover up,
especially when going out for lunch,
unless you would rather that I not?

Perhaps you would prefer
I had brought what’s left of my right mind,
to more objectively share,
critically compare;
Rather than leave this gloriously embodied self
wide open
for your most remarkably startled glare,

Which was my original nutritional intent, you see
before you asked me,
To bring a specific icon,
my most noble ancient object
worthy of our admiring subjective stare.

And now in closing
I must confess
this body’s shy performance
finds life easier to bear
by imagining your well-seated bodies
in nothing less or more than underwear.

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Eden Garden Dreams

Gardens,
like dreams
and other multiculturing complexities,
process
and sometimes progress into becoming ripe,
then unbecoming dormancy,
advent of and for regardening
redreaming seeds
preparing to further process

Perennial primal roots deepening into
new spring’s progressive attachment
network of polycultural dream garden nutrition,
aesthetic nurture,
ethical nature,
animating spirit of Earth’s co-arising life.

Eden’s original rising
and subsequent falling Garden
surrounds our GreenTribal Tree
of Ego/Eco-centering Life and WinterDeath.

The Creator’s forbidden foreshadow Tree
of Good and Evil
is a secondary,
yet divinely co-inspired, Tree
on our LeftBrain monocultural way
toward reducing Life to Good
and seducing Death through Evil–

Dreaming up and down
Win to Lose evolutionary models
and capitalism’s mono-atheistic further investments
in secularizing-commodifying Life
while spiritualizing accommodating Death;
praising win-win peace
while raising lose-lose Falls
re-enacting retributive divine greed,
detached disdaining injustice,
childish, perhaps adolescent at best, pettiness.

Evil, like Death,
is no more original
than the Great Fall and Eternal Winter,
whether we see and hear,
taste and touch
as divine Gardeners
or merely regenesis EarthTribal dreamers
of generic Spring uprisings
and Summer sensory climaxes
for Eden’s Tree of cooperatively original EcoLife,
and secondarily hibernating foreshadows of Ego-Death

Waiting
like an original Falling spring
for our ecofeminist deep green learning RightBrain

Rising Up
like a new spring garden,
like a dreaming root-systemic Tree
of GoodLife win-win cooperative processes
and EvilDeath lose-lose competitive climate pathology
of and for further revolutionary
divinely inspired creations,
re-creations,
evolutions and devolutions
in Eden Gardens,
regenerative and degenerative dreams
co-arising good and evil fruit
absorbed by ecofeminists
and devoured by patriarchs

Together
equally interdependent
in good life
through evil death
EarthTribal loyalty,
interdependent patriotism,
universal solidarity,
compassion,
love

Original humane/divine attachment
and secondary wealth detachment
and tertiary health regenesis.

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A Realer World

When I’m preparing my garden
for the drama of planting
a multicultural communion
lovely above
and interdependently rooted below,
inside human voices
sound pre-occupied with unremediated mediocrity,
unreality,
what does not richly nurture
what cannot deeply re-nature.

Non-violent communication,
like poetry,
and planting,
is about HOW co-relational win/win messages
therapeutically happen,
metaphorically co-arise consciousness.

Compassionate communication theory,
and love experience,
are about WHY co-relational win/win messages
are healthy-wealth optimizing,
and happen, and do not happen,
enough in each win/lose suffering
competitive
egocentric day
on anthrocentric mis-cultured,
capital-infested,
distractedly inhumane
unreal Earth.

Whether our analysis is driven by compassionate communication
gesture,
behavioral structure,
bilaterally supportive mindfulness,
or win/win bicameral game theory
or healthy/pathological custodial systems
regenerative opportunity/degenerative risk-avoidance analysis,
or co-relational left/right
ego/eco-recentering intervention technologies,

We all,
from west to east,
from north to south,
from left to right,
from day to night,
from green to ultra-violet,
from explicate to implicate,
from flower to root,
want to improve political and personal nutritional relationships,
opportunities for growing win/win robust consensus
consciousness,
and minimize toxic and high-risk absence of co-relational
therapeutic
supportive intent.

We all want to grow mindfulness
of intra- and inter-personal healthy communication
pasts,
futures,
nondually present here with now.

Politically incorrect zero-sum competitive communication,
win/lose egocentric miscommunication,
and anthrocentric excommunication
cause global ill-being

Just as politically correct win/win EarthCentric communication
effects and affects
healthy well-being.

Whether in my real world garden,
or on my unreal gridiron.

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How Gardens Grow

Earth offers outdoor organic classes
in Cooperative Health Proposal Design
and Revolutionary WinWin Research Writing
for restoring WinLeft/WinRight nutritional justice
and co-empowering bilateral peace.

Earth rises and sets permaculture designers
for ZeroZone Ego/Eco nondual-centric revolutions,
cooperative journal-writing and bodymind-map making,
Golden Rule health planning
cooperative wealth implementation
evolution/devolution/revolution/prevolution creolization
cooperative education/WinWin Rapture yet WinLose Addicted competitions
inviting Incarnations and grateful ReIncarnations
Substantiations reductively inside DiPolar Transubstantiations
NewBorn Egos within Extended DNA-RNA EcoOutdoor Family Classrooms.

WinWin EarthTribe communities and organizations,
social families and positive = not-squared negative energy individuals,
working together on personal Past through global Future Searches,
HealthWealth MindMap Research
uncovering milestones,
recovering millstones,
discovering stepping stones
for creole soup hoping and tasting and reporting

Earth’s WinWin historic scientific outcomes
available to explicitly LeftBrain notice,
despite Cooperative Business As Organically Usual camouflage,
cooperatively-owned economic sciences
practice inclusive research proposals
hoping for GoldenRule international cooperative
investments in Future WinWin CommonGround predictions
despite LoseLose restrictive Past
Winter Reincarnation revaluations
of Earth as PrimeIntegrity ZeroZone.

Four seasoned EarthMothers
facilitate Past Winters through Future PolyCulturing Summer
research into Permacultural WinWin proposal designers
for ZeroZone Winter through Falling climate health restoration plans
to coinvest in cooperative caregiving and receiving
WinWin Golden DoubleBinding NonDualistic Invitations
resolutions supporting LeftBrain past predations
within RightBrain sacred EcoFeminist Prey
praying for green organic Ego/EcoPeace.

Healthy EarthParent team projects
notice WinWin Green with Red empowerment optimization
feels a vast sacred deal
like Black with NonDualistic WiseElder FirstNation
feminist cooperative ego/ecopolitical NotNot White midwifery,
without quite so much patriarchal husbandry,
Through cooperative facilitation and co-investing research
sharpening Game-Systemic lifeskill-sets
for EgoHealth/EcologicalWealth Development

Proposals received by emerging
full PositivEnergy Democracy support organizations–
for both intrapersonal and interpersonal
co-empowering climates
of HealthLeft and WealthRight,
Synergy West patriarchal
born of Integrity-East
nondual matriarchal wombs
inviting both sacred light
and secular dualdark
night of matriarchal yin-fractal soul
polynomials
inside notnot polypathic
ZeroZone co-relationships
with PositivEnergy fuel
nutrition,
predators
as reincarnated passion-storied prey,
humanity
as divinity’s sacred integrity potential,
ego mortality
as ecoEarth WinWin immortality,
DNA’s WinLose structure
as RNA’s WinWin CoOperating WiseElder
GoldenEmbryonic
Multi-ReGenerational ZeroZone
SecularNature/notnot SacredSpirit
WinWin Intent.

Green optimizing research
lies midway between
Blue ecofeminist organic better farms and gardens
and Red Sacred Conservationists
of PositivEnergy BiCameral Love
as Green Grace
and Positive Red Climate Sky at Night,
sailor’s aquamarine swimming delight
and turquoise ultra-violet empowering light
liberating rapture flight
ego/ecotherapeutic revolutionary release
polypathic awe as polyphonic might.

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Home Shopping

I am house shopping
with the required Buyer’s Agent,
also a fairly tolerant friend of mine.

She likes to drive
although not gifted with any sense of direction,
until we hurriedly arrive,
then she beelines into the ubiquitously requisite lock box
as if by smell.

Meanwhile
I visit current occupants,
the trees first and foremost,
then bushes
flowers,
occasionally, to my grateful surprise,
an entire garden,
or even just one vegetable,
a tomato plant,
a humble gang of shaded herbs.

I ask them how it is here
in their home.
I like to taste their soil
for signs of pregnancy
but who knows what contaminants
might fester here.
And my real estate agent,
although a friend,
finds it unseemly
for me to put my mouth around
what I probably won’t buy.

She, too soon,
coaxes me away from my greet and meets
with shade-givers
and grasses,
the edible and ornamental neighbors
of the “big house,”
to explore the darkness of plumbing
and electrical systems,
attics and basements,
kitchens and bathrooms…

Her list of boring things to look at
and too often smell
in a bad way
feels endless
in comparison to too brief introductions
outside,
speaking with,
listening for,
hoping and faithing and loving with
any signs of life
among these large majority of property historians,
co-investors,
cooperative care-givers and receivers.

Eventually,
it becomes our time to aimlessly wander around
in search of yet another lock box
on our life For Sale list.

I say goodbye to the trees
and shrubs,
my occasional edible
and more popular ornamental hosts,
far too soon
to ever learn
if they would choose me
or not
to become with them.

I feel like I do
on election nights
when winners and losers are announced
by statistical projection
before votes are actually counted
from all us co-investors;
and long before registered voters
have listened to trees
still standing in our yards,
on our farms,
in our fertile forests,
to learn their quieter discernment
of which candidates produce more healthy cooperative outcomes
and which more toxic competitions
within these diversities
of Earth’s wealthy nature.

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Doing The PolyNomial EquiValent Math

When I was eight
I knew Paradise could not be merely secular humane
and yet be justly and omnipotently divine,
when a Great Horned Owl
breathed her last sacred breath toward me,
left alone
while she flew away
to where I would thinly follow
in my robust adult time.

It took me eight cycles of octave eight
to realize why
Paradise must include multiculturing nests for fowl
and ecopolitically cooperative seas for fish
and surf’s bilateral co-gravity
eco-measuring timeless here and now eternity.

Because a monocultural Paradise
would be polypathically oxymoronic,
an economically and nutritionally ridiculous metaphysical paradigm,
not ecologically sustainable,
not even basic harmonic balance growth potential
because not multiculturally
and polypathically healthy intelligence
of regenerative/degenerative ecopolitical design.

Everybody knows that Heaven
begins and ends in an organically holistic Earth Garden,
with zero-balanced degenerative waste stream,
yes?

So how does denying our climate
and Earthscape wasting pathologies
help us become the ReForesting Paradise
we might cooperatively become
through healing these dissonant
decaying anomalies
together?

 

 

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Grazing the Garden

I retired a couple years ago
and decided to take a gardening class
because otherwise I probably would starve
even with food stamps,
given my retirement plan
was mainly to live off my still-freeloading adult perpetual-children.

This gardening class cost more than it was worth,
so just about exactly what a reasonable person would expect to invest,
except it was taught by a shaman
who called herself not a witch, but a Permacultural Designer,
and said she was even officially Certified as such.

She actually admitted up front
that we too would be certifiable if, along life’s way,
we applied her PermaCulture Principles
of nutritional arts and sciences.

So I planted my first garden
on my new retirement home
about half wooded,
or maybe a third,
actually I have no idea
but I can speak to the prodigious poison ivy.

A few of my seeds actually did not die prematurely
but, due to a series of unfortunate prior pollination events,
overall, the weeds won out
with few exceptions
to the natural law of might makes right evolution.

I thought for a couple of painful minutes
about pulling weeds,
with childhood memories of hoeing the weeds out of my 4-H garden,
but, heh,
I never did better than a red ribbon even with the hoe,
and, in my recently completed gardening class
I had learned the Principle of Greatest Nutritional Effect
with Least Gardening and Landscaping Effort.

I had already efforted the damned seeds into the ground,
so perhaps doing more would be unnecessary,
and besides,
who can kill all that kale anyway,
much less actually eat it.

Well, a couple days later I was mowing the lawn
with my electric quasi-powered push mower
and noticed how festively green and lush the garden looked over that way
so I probably didn’t need to worry so much about watering.

A few days,
or maybe weeks, later,
I went out to see if there were peas or string beans to harvest yet.
I had considerable difficulty finding them.
The surprisingly anemic-looking lines and patches of kale were visible.
As I had suspected,
that stuff will grow where even a self-respecting weed would not root.

Next week I’m gonna try to seed it down the middle of my gravel driveway
to see if I can create an edible boulevard.
Although, not sure what that diesel school bus exhaust will do for the kale.
Probably the kale will suck it all in
and save it for me later.
After all, that’s greatest effect with least effort, right?

Well now it’s late July and I finally see the wisdom of Greatest Nutritional Effect
with Least Gardening Effort,
I got hungry enough to start eating the weeds.

I mean, not indiscriminately,
I’m not quite that dim,
although now that I think on it,
it would be easier to just graze on handfuls
while standing
or even sitting
in my new weed garden.

I could set the wicker chairs
and the swing out there.
The family that grazes together
stays and shits and starts to stick together,
I would suppose,
avoiding all unnecessary excesses
of hunting and gathering their next meal.

That would probably scare off my freeloading adult perpetual-kids too.
That’s called the Principle of Positive Emergent Systemic Effect,
kind of another version of getting extra stuff done without actually doing anything extra.

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