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Slow Grown Sunrise

Some mornings I slow down.
If you saw me this morning,
you might reasonably conclude
I could not possibly reduce my productive pace,
a social disgrace,
slogging through my domestic place.

Days, or at least my light within each day,
grow shorter,
while everything remains to be done
to care for future generations
of children
and puppies
and cubs
and kittens
and kids
and calves.

Yet dawn silently screeches toward timelessness
as I realize
I was produced
in a moment of ecstasy,
but also nine-months prepared to thrive
on Earth,
while my unique,
yet resonantly symbiotic, DNA
is born of prehistoric generations,
back when time and light’s productive moments
were measured in full and empty,
ecstatic and aptic,
rising toward another regenerative morning,
and setting toward yet another sacred decomposing night.

It is this slow memory of near timelessness
that revolves through my bones and flesh
and is cooperatively shared
not just with my own Win-matriarchal
and Win-patriarchal lines,
but also our globally shared regeneration
through timeless ecstatic moments
of symbiotic great transitions,
commencing nine months for each preparation
to greet our brothers and sisters,
cousins and families
extending back through competing histories
and cooperative matriarchal nutrition and health mentoring,
fire and wind and water and safety education,
revolving through slow-growth wisdom
of timeless sunrise,
oceans of DNA an Elder RNA,
regenerative,
synchronic
places and times,
landscapes
and heathy creolizing climates.

I have bloomed and wilted
where I have been planted,
and where I have chosen to plant myself,
and our future
greeting past revolving sacred memories,
here with now.

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Dear Donald Yet Again

Dear Donald,

Yes, George Washington was a slave owner.
He also wore a wig.

I suggest you adopt the latter,
and don’t worry quite so much about the former,
because we are not about to Just Say Yes
to becoming your colony of enslaved worker bees.

Or, you might just adopt George Washington’s haircut.
He didn’t bother with the comb-over.

Speaking of comb-overs,
What does the evil of George Washington legally owning people
reduced to economically valued property
have to do with a balanced global view of human rights and violent wrongs
in the year 2017,
heading toward anti-comb-over 2020 revisions?

I’ll take my answer off-line.
If I see you in a wig
I’ll know your answer is
EcoPolitically clueless about health as truth-wealth,
as usual.

OutRageously NotListening Yours,

Your HairDesigner Slave

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EcoTones

Ecotones
are ruled by prevailing polycultures,
unusually fertile margins between two bioregions,
like a continental-ocean shoreline
or a clear blue lakeshore
poised above green grassy plains
and below glaciered and alpine forested mountains.

Ecotones
are broader when horizontal,
or can be,
but always comparatively narrow
when delineated vertically,
the boundary between worm cultures
and above-ground human cultures
and above-head atmospheric waves,
ebbs and flows
of radiant light and misty clouds,
Full Moons and storied mysterious starlight.

Our bilateral intelligence
can also see an even sharper
culling
creolizing
prime temporal ecotone
riding the Great Transition divide
between impossible invisibility of predicting distant healthy generations
and lives, both healthy and pathological,
extending back from each eternal moment,
matriarchally integrative in reverse rememory
to yesterday,
last month,
last year,
former decades

Who was that person,
and how is s/he the same,
and different than this me now?

On back to each EgoIdentity’s
first interdependently autonomous awareness
of embryonic creolizing bicameral life,
Self inside matriarchal Sacred Other’s
paradise womb of MotherEarth
DNA memory,
hypostatic unions between lives stringing back
through gracefilling RNA
regenerate margins of unfolding fulfillment,
primally ergodic rhythms
and fractal 4Dimensioned patterns
through temporal margins
of reweaving
revolving
spiraling EcoTones,
culling integrative nurturing time.

This primal relationship,
within each 0-sum moment,
within MotherEarth’s sacred ecology
projects both back through Elder RightBrain interdependence
and LeftBrain’s secular-agnostic mistrust
of futures not yet hoped for,
of pasts now underground
with worms
in a cognitive-affective dissonant understoried world
where only above ground
and below growing pathological climates
of dualdark clouds
remains both secular Left
and Sacred Right
Prime PolyCulturing EcoTone,
anthro-salient as sacred bicameral Earth,
as above,
so below,
as past,
so shall we become
and notnot become future EcoHarmonic.

We would have better moments,
and better days,
to remember
both ecotones from which we came,
and ecotones toward which we return,
are each the same,
secular thicker and sacred cutting edge,
bilaterally divided
by each co-integrative moment,
like breathing in
and breathing out,
which is which,
depends on whether you are DNA you
or an RNA tree,
or somehow reforesting,
WinWin wu-wei both,
growing parallel above/below ground
deep listening nurturing learning
to cooperatively communicate
ego/ecotone root systems
are also fertile DNA/RNA creolizing boundaries.

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Scripts and Choreography

Sacred scripture, especially creation stories,
is to natural-spiritual (nondual) experience

As permaculture designs
are to polycultural outcomes

As cooperative economic intent and planning and investment
are to loving political incomes

As nutritional planning
is to health care giving and receiving
(also nondual).

As ecological wisdom
is to sacred polypathic scripture,
especially re-creation stories.

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Lady Liberty Speaks

It should be harder,
and perhaps it could,
to not be known
and recognized
and to not find icons of and for gratitude
throughout my everyday.

The forbidden fruit
of Trees for Life and against Death
living in peaceful forests of Good and NotNot Evil,
grows both political trust and mistrust
between brothers and sisters,
parents and children,
grandparents and parents,
Elder religious cultures
and younger secular national-states;
Fruits of our individual
and collective
polyculturally regenerate sources of free nutrition,
domestic and outlying climates of health
rather than too Yang competitive
LeftBrain played-out
Either-Or business as usual,
God made might right
in a long-fat dog eats
and enslaves
and buys and sells,
inferior alien marginalized bitches world,
witches with glitches,
social switches for disloyal snitches.

My issue with being relatively ignored
and taken for granted
by employees and employers,
by parents and our kids,
by leaders and their ideological followers,
is less about being treated like a post-menopausal bitch,
and more abut how polyculturally significant
to both history and herstory
have been post-menopausal bitches,
dragging queens.

It is our marginalized wisdom
and sha-woman Creation Stories,
myths and legends,
mythos with logos,
our Sacred Ecology
of which Eden was originally composed
a matriarchal-patriarchal Paradise
special made for everyone
from Virgin Forests
through post-men-o-pausal Bitches,
witches with wicked wisdom,
liberating truths of polycultural Earth intent
more gloriously statuesque than any fading
nationalistic
patriarchal monoculturism.

It could be harder
and even meaner,
narrower
and more enslaving
through repressive monocultural anthro-supremacy,
to become known
and celebrated
in icons and ions of dynamic balance,
harmonies of kinder words
for those with embryonic
reweaving collateral of memories
within our Original Tree of Good and NotNot Evil
Bitch
of and function-formed crystal-clear resonant harmonies
of fruitful free nutrition
in Eden’s Great Transition
for Trees of HealthyLife
and against equating sometimes bitchy RightBrain Yin
with dualdark Death.

It should be easier
to be known by knowing others,
to be loved by loving others,
to be freed by freeing others
to become more egoLeft-ecoRight balanced
by balancing our bicameral Lefts and Rights
with others,
polyculturally grateful,
rather than against others,
with monoculturing
nationalistic
elitest intent.

It should be easier
to be loved
for Bodhisattva Bitches
that we are together
a badge of matriarchal courage
to matriotically embrace optimizing WinWin outcomes
for all Earth’s creatures
Yang long and fat
and Yin-bitch small yet resonant.

It could be easier
if Trees of Good and NotNot Evil
did not insist
on being such a Bitch,
and could polyculturally
and polypathically
and polyphonically
and polynomial relationally
intertwine Gaian Hypotheses;
the GoodWitch regenerative words
which sometimes feel and act like witch-hunters
against an Anthro population
still working out important differences
and climate issues
about what is healthy harvest
and what is just plain
old-fashioned
monoculturing rape.

Lady Liberty speaks matriotism
to compassion worn-out patriots,
it’s not just me
against you.

It should be harder,
and perhaps it could,
to not be known
and recognized
and celebrated as icons of mutual gratitude
throughout our everyday.

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The 2020 Coop

The People’s Coop
is a warm inviting place,
for some
a reading and meditation
and arts practice and performance space,
for others
a place to ride sleek bicycles
with self-and-other improvement book racks
while peddling energy into the cooperative Grid,
sheltered by solar panel roof
and natural wood graffiti walls
spun and sung
with Mohammad’s Sufi Wind Turbinators.

Original coop founders
had been mural painters
and finger and toenail designers,
hair braiders
and community garden canners
and preservers,
soup and smoothie makers
and child-care cooperative providers
and home school teachers,
as well as the original upstairs apartment residents,
and those living next door,
working in the kitchen,
serving organic soup and bread
in winter,
juice smoothies
and fair-trade mocha freezes
to readers and talkers with listeners
during warmer sun-drenched months
relaxing on teak chairs
surrounding umbrella tables
in our outdoor street cafe.

The guy with a hot dog and bagel cart
joined The Coop
and invested each lunch hour
outside
then went inside to offer yoga
and chi gong classes
in the reading and quiet arts room.

Meanwhile,
more robust and rhythmic,
the kitchen and juice bar
shares open space
with a performance stage
bearing diverse drums,
a grand piano,
an accordion,
rather strangely popular,
and a karaoke machine,
lights and sound,
open mic days and nights
for comedy
and poetry,
story-telling
and rapping,
tapping and beating
and full gospel choir singing,
depending on who shows cooperatively up
to turn out
rather than in
over on the quiet side
of the all bells, but no disdaining whistles, Coop.

Coop peak periods
include rainy and cold afternoons
when street performers
come inside,
finish their soup,
put out their hats
and share a set,
then join juice and coffee and tea bar tables
and sometimes even take a turn
on hooked-up bikes and rowing machines
to operate the lights and mics
and blenders,
but not the mud and straw pizza oven out back,
fired with cedar and mesquite
producing organic vege and goat cheese
on whole wheat crust
for a light supper,
or multigrain scones with herbal high tea,
depending on where you came from
before you found The Coop.

If you remember
the incense and hope of 1960s Head Shops,
the heady roar and multi-racing of 1920s historic stops,
then you may come to see
The Coop is a further evolution
co-founded with 2020 PolyCultural ReVision,
exclusively of and for
those who are gay and straight
and especially everyone in-between
dead and new-born friendly,
cooperatively owning and organizing allies
for renewable multigenerational futures.

The Coop coinvestors
of and for reforesting
each coop business and community
as organically WinWin county and province solidarity
for healthy game strategics
and nutritional performance
and cooperative outcome producing places
where poverty of spirit
and vulnerability of nature’s self-organizing politics
is The Coop’s greatest strength of faith,
gratitude for Earth’s multiculturally abundant
natural-spiritual nondual
healthy
grace
place
space,
faces of polypathic
Planet Earth Cooperative.

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Two Cultural Feet

David Holmgren
a seminal PermaCultural Designer,
if there ever has become one,
suggests most people throughout Earth
in this age of globally interdependent communication
feel we have one foot planted
in our original local community/family culture,
and the other foot planted in a more comprehensively dominant
economic and political and sociological culture;
but also maybe both feet together co-arise
in our global ecological enculturation.

More of a mindbody hop
than a cognitive one-legged skip.

I grew to the 18-year mark of emancipation
in a conservative fundamentalist
Republican
Michigan family farm industrializing
mid-to-later 1900s
economic and political and sociological
and ecological and anthropological
and psychological and genderological
and extended family farm as forestological
and embryonic wombological culture
both internally adopted
and externally adapting
by trying on my daily
and nightly
enculturations.

As a child
I could not distinguish between internalized enculturation
and external dominant LeftBrain USA-WhiteEnglishOnly culture
because I felt no incipient dissonance
between these two
external Left
and internal Right,
secular ecopolitical and socio-psychological sacred
hemispheres of footedness,
groundedness,
ego/eco-centeredness.

Then I noticed
that the fantasy of partnering with socio-psychological masculinity
rather than ecopolitical femininity–however lovely–
was mesmerizing,
hypnotic,
wondrously awesome,
happiness and Aquarian beauty and bilaterally sexy
and internally right
yet very much externally wrong.

So which was my true local culture
with integrity
and safety
and love
and faith
and trust,
and which was my dominant MidWest
EnglishOnly
White Straight Male Dominant
extending patriarchal farm businessological culture?

It has taken many years
of self-inflicted therapy
to answer that question Both Left-and-Right
Win/Win polypathically healthy,
rather than Either Left-or-Right
Lose short-term to LoseLess long-term pathologically.

Today,
since the 9/11 of 2016,
when nearly half of U.S. voters
chose to vote for our own domestic terrorism
inflicted against both promised rich
and threatened poor,
both hateful and fearful AlienElitist plutocrats
and hated and feared non-fundamentalist
non-white
non-straight
non-male
non-competitive
non-monoculturing
not-sufficiently-domesticated and under-invested
cooperative Left in solidarity with Right Brained democrats,

It is also true,
an alternative majority fact,
if you will,
that slightly over half did NOT vote
to internalize a domestic version
of global fundamentalist terrorism,
against the greater powers
of polypathic Left/Right bilateral love,
against the principles of Zero-Sum WinWin ecopolitical integrity,
from which my own Left-Right extending farm-as-global-forest ecology
was originally spawned
in patriarchal-matriarchal harmony
Yang with Yin, not dissonantly against
Left-RightBrain Ego/Eco inductive bilateral co-intelligence,

Without, so far as I recall,
quite so much RightFooted stomping
and marching
in military-industrialized
Big RedBook of ViolentCapitalism Squares,
where persuasive enculturation begins
at the end of the longest and fattest gun.

 

 

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Domestic Help

Let us,
for a heuristic historical moment,
pause…
create mental feeling embodied space,
for domestication as value neutral,
neither inherently good nor bad,
but more of a gradual evolutionary process
increasing mutual accessibility,
and therefore care-giving
and care-receiving vulnerability
to active daily trust and mistrust,
while avoiding wilder excesses of active distrust,
anti-trust,
rabidity.

First,
YangLight domesticated with,
and not against,
YinWater-Flow.

Then
man domesticated with woman,
and only stupidly against.

When domestication is negative,
it pits a dipolarity against itself,
like a body against a bitchy mind,
a Yang pitbull of LeftBrain dominance,
enslavement,
violent commodification of domesticity as oppression,
political, and sometimes biological, rape,
terrorism,
denialism of our other cooperative half,
nihilism,
chaos,
entropy winding down Earth’s dis-incarnate
thoroughly domesticated
absence of accessible wilderness energy.

Which brings us back to historic domestication,
stage two,
domestication of energy,
fire,
nutrition,
flow of water,
passive heat radiance of light,
plants and animals, for agricultural revolutionary domestication,
electricity and oil and gas and coal,
for industrial revolutionary domestication of energy.

Domestication with,
as opposed to against,
can only unfold for both short-term
and long-term multigenerational productive success,
as an initial love cooperation,
a mutual nutritional promising hunt and gathering
of vulnerability and trust-building,
necessary for a long-term extended family domestic garden,
but also for a national domestic ecopolitical reforestation
of regenerative continental models
and ecotherapeutic health-maps,
mutually cooperative responsiveness,
solidarity of polypathic responsibility
to authoritatively reweave narrow ethical and aesthetic ecological threading co-relational ways
of domesticating polycultural balance,

To absorb domestication’s economic and political and psychological values
when nondual co-arising,
and disvalue when dualistic Yang and Yin compete
oppose
deny WinLose suboptimizing suppression
into self-and-other domestication
when appositional WinWin enlightenment with flow
into mutual healthy wildness
of Earth’s primal cooperatively peaceful revolutions
is slow and steady growth
ours for positive value
Earth care-giving as also care-receiving
dipolar domestication of love climates
our Yinmind-Yangbody landscaped selves.

An individual ego’s superego nature
and a national culture’s domestic eco-natured polypathic forest
are equally concerned with intergenerational diversity flow
of dipolar trusting deductive-inductive truths,
of domesticated wildness,
and equally concerned with economic power
and co-equally concerned with Yang/Yin political productivity.

Educators,
and parents,
and therefore politically powerful leaders,
of environmental Earth-logical sciences and arts,
and natural-spiritual religious and secular enculturing history
too often reinforce Yang monoculturing obsessions
with prevailing fast-growth measures of powerful domestic productivity,
while ignoring ecologically deep domesticating-creolizing reforestation
and long-term family genetic-diversity gardening
for inductive polyphonic flow
of mutually vulnerable nutritional trust,
domesticating transgenerational healthy-wealth
anthro-polypathic.

Domestication,
like creolization,
is value neutral
regarding whether competitively against
or cooperatively with;
yet ego- and eco-systemic mindbody outcomes
tell our self and family and national and global
domestic re-creation stories,
whether Yang/Yin positive
or Yang dispassionately against Yin oppositional negative,
enslaved and impoverished and marginalized,
or, more domestically likely,
some creolizing place and time
wu-wei
in-between.

 

 

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Political Poetry Bowl

Vulnerability is rich soil for gratitude
while Yang strength is rockier,
less robust for absorbing flows of nurturing waters.

Just as gratitude
is richer soil for abundance
than Yang attitudes
of elitist patriarchal supremacy.

At Yang’s perpetual adolescent table,
each diner has his family’s autonomous bowl and spoon
of diverse inherited sizes.
The object of this eating nutrition game
is to grab as much of Earth’s Common HealthWealth
as possible,
to keep your bowl not just full,
but overflowing into storage bins
and deposit boxes.

Good Yang capitalists,
well-fed to corpulence,
are not known for their satiated abundance,
but more for insatiable hunger for more
food in their wealth bowls today,
unaware that Earth’s crops of storage bins
and deposit boxes
encroach now across the Commons garden
of formerly more organic nutritional abundance.

Yin has no such strong autonomous table.
Here Gaia is known as a OneBowl-OneSpoon economy
playing universal Golden Rule cooperative politics.

As political capitalism’s OneBowl Earth
separates wealth for those inside our OneBowl
from health,
especially for those on the margins
of our One Matriarchal Gratitude Bowl,
then competitive abundance tips toward cooperative recessions,
suppressions
oppressions
away from abundance
toward insatiability of Yang’s autonomous
growing numbers of bowls and spoons
of widely disparate inherited sizes,
where biggest might of great abundance
never fills each glutted plutocratic bowl
not yet sufficient for paranoid insecurity’s conservation needs,
sufficiency in defensive competition with all Others.

At some point Yang might notice
that all patriarchal competing bowls
of diverse sizes and colors and cultures and nutrients,
derive from our one GaiaEarth Bowl
with One Ecological Spoon,
feeding Yin vulnerability
toward matriarchal gratitude
and, thereby, cooperative ecopolitical abundance,
and not so much falsely autonomous Yang short-term strength
feeding anthrocentric competitions and racisms
toward capital violent-industrialized
marketing of Earth’s remaining scarcity
for Yin/Yang OneBowl-OneSpoon
ecological life.

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Creolizing Grace

We often lament long-term effects of slavery
on those enslaved across multiple generations.

Enslavement leads to addiction and codependent denial,
then is taught and mentored to enslaved children,
also separated from family and sold,
until third generations and beyond
were dressed in commodified adoptions
and creolizing adaptions
and fear
and anger
and despair
about not born good enough
right enough
correctly enough
healthy enough
timely enough
to gratefully know God’s White Caste Grace.

As hellish as this continuing historic lamentation
co-arises a tale less told of chronic traumatic stress disorder
issuing from slave owners
who purchased human nature
with a contract exchanging money
for rights and responsibilities
and violent terrorism of animal husbandry.

The children of slave owners,
and those who profited by economic and political relationships with this ancient breed
of traumatized neurotic, if not psychotic, people owners
continue a contagious curse of unresolved stress disorders
to the extent we allow ourselves to hide behind
entitled to be superior ego-manias.

To the extent slavery and concomitant addictions
to violence and racism,
xenophobia and sexism,
capitalism and ageism,
(years of potential return on investment)
resolve to heal White Caste Grace,
to that extent we are open to profound creolization of love,
available only through gratitude for sacred dignity
of all God’s Earthly Creations,
in all our polyculturing diversity.

Yet unresolved owning of people,
sex as transaction between buyer and sold,
and more violent ways and means of husbandry
as applied to women and not straight enough men,
children,
poor and vulnerable populations,
criminalized and shamed and disgraced stigmatizations,
all carry these worn threads of traumatic stress disorder,
human natural lives as if competitions to own and control and rent and manage
other angry fear-avoiding people
were compatible with abundant political ecology of grace
and mutual gratitude’s democratically ubiquitous response.

While the Agricultural and Industrial Revolutions
greatly expanded the scale of slave and people-owner tensions
and pathological husbandry enculturations,
moral ambiguities about humane patriarchal stewardship
and matriarchal domesticating husbandry repressions
appear to be as old as Creation Stories.

Freedom for healthy interdependent relationships
remain in tension with deeply etched fears of self-enslavement
and angry insecurities about intrinsic grace
and value
and dignity
shared by all Earth’s Tribes,
all God’s Sacred Creations,
continuing internal landscapes of enslaved property
and more exterior climates of growing competitive
rabid
over-heated
over-populated
Yang-dominant
pathology,
rather than Yang/Yin creolizing harmony.

Transitioning from the Industrial and Agricultural Revolutions
into a permaculturally Sustainable Evolution
invites each of us to embrace
this great divide written across each unhealed yet interdependent heart,
part humane slave owner
and part domesticated addict of self-denial,
to continue more resonant matriarchal self-husbandry
with gratitude for healthy grace,
with love for
and with
and of this Earth space,
spiritual interior and natural exterior
creolizing place.

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