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Congressional Editors and Translators

Congress shall make no laws respecting
[or disrespecting]
an establishment of religion,
or prohibiting free exercise
[orthodox praxis] thereof.

hmmm, who writes this stuff, anyway?

Religion and its healthy exercise
are exempt from acts of Congress.

What is this religion that needs freedom for exercise,
growth,
maturation evolving from what has become freely established?

I suppose religion might be multiculturally recognizable
as behaviors and beliefs,
absence of behaviors and disbeliefs,
motivated by grace,
especially if we might agree that positive grace
translates as positive karma,
as love,
as integral integrity,
as synergy.

Such encompassing grace could include EarthLovers,
Organic Gardeners,
EcoTherapists,
and Permaculture Designers
establishing regenerative health of intent and orthopraxis
within this shared free exercise of reweaving multicultural grace
ecosystemically balancing double-negative notnot grace.
Political Yang power
balances religion’s freedom-to-love Yin-flow of nutritional wellbeing.

Multi/poly-cultural religious outcomes
nurturing political freedom to grow
and mature
and enrich globally inclusive love-cultures,
religious freedom to optimize grace,
sustainably regenerative healthy ecological karma,
positive balancing double-negative, coarising.

As Congress works on deep bicameral political problems,
they/we are not to establish barriers to grace,
developing, not stagnating, mindful loving cooperative karma.

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First and Lasting Light

He awakens.
Stretching lambent brown-earth eyes fully open
then stretching smile
while sitting stretching up
to meet morning light’s soft greeting
mystically caressing his warm dusk skin with cooler delights
across curious face and neck and grateful arms.

Bluejay scolding
squirrel chattering in scathing manic response.

Hawk hovering above,
hunting,
praying for prey this day,
watching
as he watches
through stretching preying agape eyes
returning into this day’s dramatic Earth events
to taste and feel and smell fresh breeze
dancing caress
fading smile
drooping eyes
to dream as falcon
soaring Earth’s grand eloquent delights.

He awakens to play
as he prays without embodied replay;
echoing eco analogical sounds with smells in co-flight
of and by and with and in and for his exegeting earthy nature.

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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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In Defense of Ugly

I have nothing against the Cinderellas
of successful society.
Cinderella finds her opportunity for freedom
for love, hopefully,
goes for it,
and it works out for her
and all the Prince Charmings,
wherever they are hiding from my life.
Anyway, all good news
as far as this story goes.

But,
the plight of Ugly StepSisters and Brothers
deserves more compassionate empathy.

True,
they borrow too heavily from Evil StepMother’s playbook,
her monocultural empty-empire building manual
“How to compete for love and wealth
without sufficient loving health”

Still,
StepMom didn’t write this manual alone.
This scripture is as old as lack of requited love itself.

And,
what are the karmic outcomes for these Sisters,
lacking grace
to invite Cinderellas to share their space?
A day,
an hour,
a minute,
a moment devoid of choosing co-empathic possibility,
humor facing absurd lust for power
blind hope to control life
at least enough to absorb awareness of loss
and inevitable dying alone,
results in living too much alone
produces absence of full living-loving,
consumes embryonic integrity of regenerate life,
eats and addicts acids of empire-defensive despair
until nutrients of isolation mature
into degenerately self-disserving Evil StepSpinsters,
monsters spinning tragic runaway addictions
breeding chaotic anger,
fear of our darkness, our mortality terror,
our lack and absence and loss,
hating our own unredeeming suffering.

Ugly StepSisters are stuck
in silos of their own discontent
echoing Evil StepMother’s voice
foolishly empirically demanding satisfaction
with a closed fist
when grace is hers and his to choose
by merely opening her heart
to radically compassionate empathy.

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Politics of Healthy EcoSystems

Wealthy thrivers of politically competitive strategies
become calcifying outcome patterns
building up around the bicameral heart
of our healthy ebb and flow financial system.

Investment of time and money,
nutrition flowing in established monoculturing directions
tends to stick there,
accumulating ever more fatty tissue,
monopolistic issues
of political-economic heart failure
ensues hardening of political life’s ecosystemic arteries.

More cooperative polycultural WinWin balance
sustains
where a monoculture with hardening arteries will fail
to optimally thrive,
while sucking in environmental resources
until healthy families and communities and species over-consume
and wilt and fail
faster than their nutritional systemic replacement rate.

What do starving and thirsty biosystems need from you
with you
of you
through you
to share with you
every nutritional grace we could cooperatively contain?

My answer does not end
with another monocultural Trump card,
or even anthro-centric
industrial
mechanical
ballistic
military competition.

Hearts over-flowing with violent power-investment intent
will only further harden current anthro-monopolistic death-trends
toward cardiac arrest.

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RePurposing Time’s Investments

Karma, grace, incarnation,
evolution, progress, enculturation,
pick whichever label fits for you,
are like composting souls and soils,
regenerating dispossessed stuff
within myself, society, Earth.

With compost we extract what we cooperatively invest,
both nature with my nurture,
through Ego’s intent
and Earth’s Logical polycultural nutrient-praxis.

Soil and humane nature’s egosoul enrichment
as bicultural co-redemption
compost two layers
of one ecotherapeutic process;

Browns and Greys are decomposing Yin function
and Greens are resonant resolving Yang form.
Just-right balance cooperative water,
avoid dehydration and toxins,
and gently stir BiLateral Time
daily CoPresent
Diastolic
Endo/EctoSymbiotic
Earth-(0)-Soul TransFormation.

I’ve become inordinately attached
to cooperative health-trends
of my Ego
as one of my less-well-performing compost piles.

Even so, we keep stirring.

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Old Friends

Quakers build their cooperative politics
on following the consensually-held fertile light.

Buddha adds,
Follow your TruthLight,
back through our universal co-arising (0)-spacetime equi-valence
dualdark Out/In Breathing-Landscapes BiCameral MindBody Balance,
ecology of birth through regenerate rebirth
of eco-ego-cooperative Zen-Zero-investment
Earth-0-centric Health EcoReGenerativity,
Creativity of Love and Synergetic PolyCultural LightSource.

Bucky adds,
To follow your cooperative economic and political TruthLight,
worry less about struggling against BusinessAsUsual eco-cultural systems,
invest 100% in Plan A,
as ReGeneratively Functioning Ionic Icon “RNA”
thermodynamic principle of fractal-dialectical balance
in natural dynamic syntax,
the Language of God,
if you will,
nevertheless,
also the ecological truth
about regenerative health cooperative design
and delivery systems
for Spaceship Earth,
and each of her little holonic Ego-Plan B bicameral-biosystems,
RNA-embryonic revolving information,
devolving, recessing, depressing
competitively dissonant disecological
information.

My oldest friend,
his last words to me,
You are relentlessly too generous
in your assessments of others.
You insist on discovering
how other fools
and parasites
may be doing their best,
living through their karmic grace
of opportunity,
with concomitant risks
to their future’s inevitable health,
or absence thereof,
I fear this dualdark Time.

My first thought:
May it always be so.

If only because I also relentlessly hope
others will be as generous with me,
interpreting my outcomes to date,
my orthopraxis,
my co-mentoring cooperating lifestyle,
my family relationships,
which seem to have little to do with the one just above,
decomposing my nutritional value, good and true and wholesome,
and the co-arising toxic disvalues,
lost opportunities to reduce risks,
not choosing to invest full-cooperative
in future generations of time.

My second thought:
Fools doing our best to entertain each other
with rumors of divine comedy,

That nondual spiritual teachers
are also Earth nature
and human-nature Elder Right-brain listeners
and balanced speakers
and co-mentors of cooperation,
and ecological teachers,
and ecoconscious scientists and researchers,
and bicameral analysts,
and designers of temporal-neural primetime folds,
unfolds,
revolutions,
evolutions of RNA-syntaxed LeftBrain
Creation as ReGeneration Story of Light’s DiPolar Evolution/Devilution Language

That nondual naturalists
are also Paradise,
Beloved Community,
Nirvana,
diastatic Climax co-redeemers,
or have objectives confluent with their meaning
and purposive teleologies of nature,
evolving regeneratively healthy
bilaterally co-gravitational-balanced
ecoconsciousness of TaoTime.

Where Yang-P always tries to equal YinYin N(NP) values
and norms and neutralities of ecometric-nutrient
fuel of bilateral time as space dimensioned,
(0)-soul dipolar bilateral open-dynamic temporal-syntaxed
regenerative memory ecosystem.

Naturalists
often develop polynutritional health v. pathology
listening skills, noticing with all five senses,
co-redemptive co-arising absorbers,
and facilitators,
and eco-mentors
and permacultural teachers
and mystics.

My third thought:
(I know, but this is ReGenerative Threshold Counting)
There is no more the possibility of nature
without dynamic spirit of energy,
co-arising primal-temporal relationship.
Than there could become the possibility
of Spirit
without nurturing nature,
and sometimes not-really-all-that-much nurturing,
ecosystemic form with nutrient optimization function,
teleological intention as positive-regenerate-health.

Just as
We could have no spacetime matter,
absent dynamic temporal-bilateral energy,
No Yang-Space without Yin BiLateral Time.

My fourth thought:
Just as we would have no Left-brain dominant culture
with capacity for deductive languaged processing,
without first baptism in Elder RNA Right Embryonic MindBody
Temporal-Development Dominant,
co-inductive regenerative, polyculturally inclusive, health,
Time’s dipolar root-systemic co-gravitational
nutrient balance,
4-season light/dualdark equi-valence,
dialectical regenerative WinWin
Universal Open Systemic Game Theory
of (0) Zen TaoTime Economic and Political CoOperative Investment.

My final thought:
We are notnot angry nature,
so notnot fearful spirit,
but spirited natural ecosystems
of dynamic spiraling,
stretching toward diastatic Climax emergence,
(0)Mega Paradise of regenerative TaoTime’s
bi-landscaped Twin Rivers
of Rich UCAG-temporal syntax
equals Nutritional becoming
dipolar bicameral
ecoconsciousness of light as health
and dualdark as opportunities to reculture pathology,
to co-arise our global RNA/DNA Cooperative
for Economic and Politically ReGenerative
Balance of (0)-interest Time,
paying-it-co-arising invested evolving forward,
Earth LifeTime Health Rights,
lowering investment risks
in not quite so balanced wrongs.

We are spirals of revolving-evolving
lights and darks of time remembered
through timeless autonomic Elder memory,
dipolar breathing feeling out and in,
nutrient blood beating and ebbing and flowing,
and stereophonic listening for harmonic balance,
and seeing in full color octaves,
then thinking bilateral endo-Ego/ecto-Eco symbiotically,
bicameral deductive/inductive freedom of ecoconsciousness,
following time’s generosity of light.

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StepSister Princess

No! Cut this piece here!
No! Not there!
Why didn’t you cut it right?

says Princess StepSister’s
hyper-ventilated syndrome,
jonesing for her next pork chop.

I would have finished
but you bellowed me away
in your Ugly StepSister voice
demanding from open refrigerator door
that collard greens must stop evaporating
behind your eyes.

Ugly StepSister?
Did you just call me a StepSister?

I’m just saying
you think you’re a Whatever Princess
but you don’t act like one
because, as you know,
princesses are always kind
and say please and thank you
and not whatever,
and seldom if ever bark and bite
at the hands created to lovingly feed them
for the next several years;

while Ugly StepSisters
act like whatever bullies,
talk like ballistic assault weapons.

Which is why
Cinderellas are originally selected to dance
with Prince Charmings,
and thereby become kind Princesses,
rather than stuck in Ugly StepSister roles and rules,
harping at Prince Charming Dads
to cut their pork chops faster,
and better,
and now,
if not yesterday.

Oh…
Would you cut my pork please, in smaller pieces,
and not take your usual gimpy time, thank you?

Why of course my Princess,
I love to live your Prince Clumsy.

 

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Natural States of Being

Who were you today,
at your best moments?

Grouchy hermit
already missing quality dream times
and rhythms
when chimes greet pre-light’s crust frosty dawn,
to get Yang, then Yin, up and out of our sangha,
ready to enter their own daytime sanghas,
tired of such anciently perennial retired,
repeat,
reiterate,
Monday through Friday.

Notice
red coal scaly patterns
in blackened ash logs,
burning to fluffy carbon chalk,
nutrient potential for some soils,
although not mine,
perhaps my neighbor’s?

Joy
for a bright, although admittedly too intermittent, sun,
sliding in and out of hiding.

A smile,
where one would otherwise have been sadly absent.

Cold
feeling Arctic on my ears and neck
and nose
and through my nose out toward my aching bone marrow,
yet near my well-heated
and brightly lit
destination.

Ellen Fisher on NPR saying
“No one gets out of love alive.”
with so much enthusiasm and passion
for regenerative feelings and empathic maturing capacity
to manage anger’s ego-offense
with a strong remembering love’s co-opportunity defense
against high risk anthrocentric,
ego-bratty behavior.

Gratitude
for Yin political and economic cooperative opportunities
seeking harmonic balance.

Terror
of untimely rest as grace,
of older-wiser intent
without time to hear Earth’s glamorous response,
to newfound mutually speaking parts
and songs of dancing glances.

Gently eagerly lifting
blue tarp skirt
of my elegantly stacked woodpile,
seducing me with more fuel
for erotic clandestine fires.

Feeling Yang feeding on my third eye spot,
sucking in any embodied nutrients she might hope to find
within such grandfatherly care,
laughing together
at just how silly we appear
even to ourselves,
together.

Still,
yet contenting with this narrow midway
modestly chasing Gods of True Love reborn
long-married to Gods and Godesses of Angry Past Deductions
meet Fear of Future’s Inductive
dualdark function,
confluent dialectical ego-demise
sinking into moonfilled eco-hibernation.

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