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Lumpy Bumps

Fearfully awesome bumps
lumps
crumps
slumps in powerful night
become reassuring natural dynamic spirits
with first overpowering light.

Bumps in angry nights
may retributively escalate punishing
darker climates of mutual lasting Hate,
And milder short-term disassociations,
more competing human Natures
idolized above Earth
invested democratic-rooted Spirits.

More nourishing lumpy souls in awesome dark
may restore and escalate ecojustice,
peacefully reiterative WinWin transactions,
constitutions composed of complementary
cooperatively co-invested smart remarks.

How awesome
your lumpy soul
for long-term loving.

Thank you.
In wondrous applause
of yours as well–
In rewoven reiterating return…

Such mutual cooperations
of admiration associations
has nothing to do
but appositionally outline
fearful awesomely unraveling
epic LoseLose clumps
in disempowering climate nights.

Human slump intentions,
for healing lumps and bumps and crumps
and misaligned trumps,
We right-mind seem more humane
to ecotherapist me
focused on WinWin thrival of communitarian cooperativists
(like everyday Bodhisattva peace warriors
and co-messianic multicultural Earth advocates)
rather than dissonantly distracted
by LeftBrain
RightWing orthodox
Win/Lose survival of the natural=unspiritual
capital-hoarding fattest lump.

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CoOperative Consciousness

Mindful of daily integrity
she shopped for appropriate night time analogy

Conscious through correlational ecology
he was found rooting through historic creation theology

She felt Goddess
through changing internal relationships
in dialectal process development
becoming analogous spirited Beauty.

He knew God
as exterior natural,
yet interior spiritual,
unchanging universal Being
theology of Truth.

Mindful of diverse
yet universal Goddess light
She curiously gathered polyphonic spirits Bright

Conscious of externals
decomposing dark loss through fight
He courageously shattered polypathic night

Seeking inductive mysteriously changing climates,
internal with external,
Settling for deductive history of weather development.

God creates weather
If you don’t like thunderous patriarchal theology
wait ten minutes,
She will climate heal more,
heel less.

Secular disenchantment
greets Sacred decomposition,
ecological deduction and disassociating reduction
newly graces theological induction
and even wonder’s emerging cameo appearance–
enchanting mysterious seduction

Resilience restoring regeneration
decomposing happier climates
resonant with new theological weather seasons
Redemption’s reasons
whether Being ecologically healthy Here
or Becoming theological wealthy wisdom Now.

Focused creation
on far too many changing climate chains,
restoring robust renovations

Theology’s god and goddess Creators
Ecology’s goodness
through healthier cooperative climates.

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Earth Baptism

It’s a dirty world,
and the longer you live,
the dirtier you get.
(Paraphrase of Stephen King, Blaze)

It’s a violent Earth,
and the longer we live,
the more automated violence we beget.

We’re a suffering EarthTribe
and the longer we live
naturally and spiritually disassociated,
the more painfully Earth degenerates.

It was a forested world
with wealthy oceans,
and the longer we potentially lived,
the more healthy reforested Earth would get.

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The DJ

The DJ plays wrong songs
for greens
and blues,
blacks and browns,
yellows
and dark wiselder matriarchal reds,
both natural
and spiritual
progressive parties too all-encompassing
to quickly disinvest
and octave ageless end.

DJ
never learned to dance outdoors
naked
or even organically half-dressed
to impress,

To ride RightMind waves
of cooperative
integral
holonic
MotherEarth primal relationship
revolving sacred DJ spin,
Earth’s harmonic resonating song.

DJ left MotherEarth
and sanctity behind
To buy Her up and app,
and inappropriately sell Her
to the highest patriarchal Pharisee bidder
buying passive market space
margins against Matriarchal resilient potential winner.

Quick gaming gains
deep darkly hidden chaos cash value
before environmental co-relationship
becomes an oxymoron
like capitalist healthy intelligence.

DJ learned his Ego
is his ZeroZone
with no remaining outdoor cherished vision
for realistic Rainbow ReStoring Warriors
replaying LP progressive folk tunes
and stand up EarthRooting improv
for midterm voters and investors
prepared to deeply listen
for outdoor health committed learning
democratic well-being constitution swearing
spinning greener DJs.

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Curious Journeys in Courage

As absence finds us silently saying goodbye
to everyone,
farewell to every place and memory we cherish

And absent any voluntary theological plans
in conscious development
to ecologically leave us with your absence
of both mind and body,

Pay close attention,
fully invest in,
what feels salutory,
salvific,
benign beauty,
peaceful healing

While calmly noting
what feels involuntary
and threatening,
unfair loss.

And, where you may hear
and see
and feel
All of holonic integrity above

Winning anything
but decomposing Loser usual

When absence of co-passion
finds us quietly saying goodbye
to every reductive relationship,

Farewell to each degenerative place
theology could never cherish.

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Inside Voices

Why do I need to keep all my inside voices
speaking nicely with each other?
Expressing positive attitude,
gratitude for grace
and curious outdoor opportunity
feels much too positive to me.

It’s a robust Ego requirement,
An inside health and safety regulation.

That sounds like a federated government requirement
to open the door
so outside voices can tell me how to be grateful
for their underwhelming help.

Exactly.

OK. That is sooo inside only useless
lack of information.
What I’m trying to ask
is WHY are interdependent and resilient ecotherapeutic voices
an Ego-governing requirement?

Because this is a health democracy,
not a chaos anarchy,
which requires not feeding and watering
your elitist inside pathologies,
anti-matriarchal
and racist
and generally xenophobic through germaphobic
deep dark isolating
unsustainable fear
and anger
and active distrusting Voices.

That may be left and all right
but I never meant to take inside or outside voices all that seriously
or to hurt hurting green people
or sacred animals
or plants
with Them,
except maybe the mosquitoes and the weeds.

It may be that elitist human ego attitudes
have more in common with blood-sucking
parasitic
swarming mosquitoes,
and wealth-extracting
monocultural weed patches
of run-away overpopulated lack
of viably balanced consumer/producer economies
and ecotherapies
than any of the other insects
and edible and more ornamentally beautiful-voiced plants.

You make Egos and government regulators
sound like an infested parasitic thing.

Not at all my intent.
These are,
at our best,
cooperative health facilitators.
Allies of all our multiculturing inside voices
singing therapeutically enriching harmonies
danced with full mindbody resilience
all across Earth’s reforesting
healing skin.

Why, again, do we want to hear all our outside voices
speaking cooperatively with each other?
Taking slow-grown peaceful turns
singing and dancing in multicultural grace

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The DisIncorporating Client

My most troubling client
told me he died last night.

While this did not appear to be his somber case,
nor, sadly,
did my home office silently resound
like this was his actual historical peace,
I did conjure up sufficient energy
to ask why he thought so
or felt so
or hoped so
or feared so
and probably all of the above.

Why not invite
this spectral tsunami
overshadowing life’s reverberating days
and nightmare nights?
I have no prior experience,
no words
for comparison or explanation,
he replied,
I realize I am not naturally dead
but feel spiritually disassociated,
withdrawn diverse inside
And not entirely out enough
as if
in my nocturnal half-life
I wandered lost last night
and failed to fully reassemble.

So this feels like spiritual and unnatural failure?

Failed to fully return
to business as daytime usual,
to orthodox reasonable integrity,
to all insanity of inhumane nature
out of interdependent touch
with outdoor Earth kin,
nature-spirit Elders,
ancient ring-wrinkling trees
witnessing history
already before Nina
Pinta
and Santa Maria,
cut and bound European cousins
arrived on Eastern Atlas shores…

You talk a lot
for one so dead.
Is there a difference
between Eastern Atlas space
and Eastern U.S. Atlantic bounded place?

Maybe this is a failure,
pacific weakness;
certainly a loss.
Each natural species opportunistically suspects
yet cannot risk imagining
what spiritual difference could remain
within what is left of natural Us.

Perhaps we feel drained
strained
de-brained
maimed
blamed
shamed
reamed by Herculean angst,
absence of health developed spiritual curiosity
and courage…

to pull all my self chosen gods and improper goddesses
together again
each morning resurfacing
into yet another cooperatively longing day.

Perhaps.
Although gods and goddesses do not sound sufficiently accurate,
nor historically courageous
resurfacing this discontinuity
before and after my regathering alarm,
bugled and bungled into each foggy day…

I feel, still, my sacred loss of outside presence.

To die our sacred disempowering death
To competing devilish inside challenges,
To belong cooperative EarthGarden awakened
gripped by supreme ego lost
shadow of light’s Source,
outdoor business time’s nature/spirit boundary
threshold of ZeroSum heart
playing organic EarthGame’s finest
green commons Paradise–
outdoor courageous success
behind indoor curious failure
to awaken quite wrongly dead again.

Natural secularizing life,
falling and failing through bilateral integrity
as Earth allied

All over again
this personal
and contractual
and constitutional well-born morning,
not quite competitively reassembled.
What remains
paid less to keep consuming
but more properly reimbursed to keep bothering to breathe
bad inside air.

As they say,
Shop till dead Time drops

dispersed
depersonalized
dissonant
desacramented
autonomous ego
ReAcclimating toward more cooperative eco-resilient
interdependent integrity…
As he continued disassembling
Ancient branched witnesses turned to enter deeper rooted notes,
Our most troubling spiritual student
dismissed us from domestic servitude
as s/he died last night
As if one human had exclusive rights
of nutrition empowering sovereignty.

We winked back
and said ThankYou
And don’t let that over-lumbered door
slap you down
on our way outside and in,
more competitively cooperating again.

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