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Purple Princess

My eighteen yeared daughter
living and dreaming with Fetal Alcohol Syndrome,
As she grows up and out
hopes to become

“An old princess
with long purple hair
living in a GroupHome.”

I’m not sure if this indicates
I did a shockingly good
or alarmingly bad
job as a thirteen-year dad
with positive therapeutic intent.

Until she smiles,
looks up at the blue-grey sky
with unimagined delight.

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Power Is Personal

So, is this personification
of political systems?
asked the organic ecologist.

Or politicization
of intimately
yet transcendently
secular and sacred
personal economic-nutritional analysis
of health-wealth trends?
asked the macrosystemic economist,
in his rather too long projecting way
of exploring means
and medians
and in-betweens.

And both?
asked the theologian
after listening to each as Other,
DefaultNetworkAssociations (DNA)
betwixt enscriptured lines
of historical metaphonics.

Just because we do not reside together,
sharing identical labels,
need not mean we journey apart.

Just because my neighbor,
my enemy,
those I don’t know,
those I fear,
former friends and family who have angered me
believe in a personal God
the Supreme Straight White Father theology
does not mean they,
like I,
can not also feel Earth’s climate
like an interpersonal Gaian ecology
of healthy sacred regenerative emergence
into a win/win superlative
rapturous future life together
more healthy than residing degeneratively apart.

We all speak the same emotional language.
Humor and health, good and bad,
speaks and sings and dances and enacts
and dirges and reacts
a universal win/win,
win/lose,
lose/lose bilateral climate language;
eco-political heaven
and hell,
and all that lies more mundanely in-between
killing us climate softly.

Just as adolescent loss
of a lover to suicide
steps into an endless shaming/blaming toxic story
of depression,
ego-repression,
ecosystemic suppression
of positive affect,
of hope for healthy relationship,
of faith in wealthy resonant communication,

So too
it is not theologically
or ecologically
or ego-rationally insane
to fear,
and become angered by
genocide of our entire species
shamed by our own stubborn win/lose dissociation,
climate capital-pigheaded
stiff-necked degeneration,
rabid suicide ideation
through lack of Golden Rule Rapture,
win/win integrity,
theo-eco-ego triumphal integration.

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New Year Masquerade

For what manner of beast,
sad creature,
mad monster,
deeply dark angel east,
does everyday accompaniment
seed cold contempt
instead of bleeding warm sacred resonance?

Should beloveds
not expect to grow in sublime stature
not despite, but for humored respite, flirtatious flaws,
fallen fractured nature, merely human
after and before All.

Divine epiphany,
fully-flowered gods and holy-climaxed goddesses
relinquishing anti-divine powers
redundantly secularized,
now old bad not-news,

Flaws adored
because of these robust fractures
of opportunity
to remind Belovers:

Silent patience bleeds compassion
heading toward disgust,
self-shaming,
other-blaming
for missed transcendent mindful bliss

Of anima–
dark animal angel nature

Away from all this daily mundane muck,
life not as love would design us
but Earth’s timeless generations
have invited each of holy us
uniquely to let go of contemptuous patience
with ourselves and other-selves,
ego-beings and eco-becomings

To grab hold of sublimely sacred nature
here in this deep dark in-between place.

Here
where human nature grows most profligate
and naked
and vulnerably courageous

To consider all missing facts
of life most fully considered
and love regardless
as if each sacred absent moment,
each transitioning year,
were our health wealthiest last
and final 20/20 revision

Since we first sacred emerged
into social
and cultural
and eco-political light,
divine and mundane,
sublimely sacred and routinely worthy
of good-humored contempt,

And,
most cutting double-edge of all,
this curiously courageous humane nature
spiritually in-between
already old
and reasonably new

Empires
and masquerading inspirations.

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Blackest Fragile Friday

Black Friday,
iconic of Climate Fragility,
is designed to transition retail
from red
to black
end of year balance sheets.

Black Friday
is black
good
wealthy
robust
from a competitive corporate perspective.

What feels too seldom noticed,
This capital-acquisition game
is played with ZeroSum win/lose assumptions:

Retail corporations
are more likely to go richly black
as consumer households,
especially marginally surviving households,
urban apartheid neighborhoods,
rural failing family farms,
reach into shallowing pockets
to risk red indebted shortfall,
unhoused lack of holds.

To align our ecopolitical color scheme,
black incorporated economic privilege
is fed by red consumer fragility
as white political privilege
feeds on black and brown
and cooperative rainbow fragility.

One of the ways
we can remember this color scheme,
no paranoid pun intended,
is through a song,

Red and yellow,
black and white,
these are diversely precious
in His Straight White Male sight

ReIncorporated Capital-Infested God
loves all consumers
of the NonZeroSum WinWin
global market world.

This version suffers
from unlyrical challenges,
yet it still has a Black Friday ring
to cash re-registering around us.

The title of this song escapes me,
Was it
He’s Got the Whole World in His Corporation
or Shop Til We Drop?

The squirrels must think we’re nuts,
especially on Black Friday.

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God’s Imperfect People

While I do not doubt
God has chosen to use imperfect people
as powerful leaders
throughout history,

I also do not doubt
imperfect people have chosen to use god
to justify their narcissistic degenerative purposes
throughout history,

And I also do not doubt
God has not chosen to use
many unqualified and imperfect people
for effective public office
throughout a healthy democratic global history.

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Capital Investment Problems

A cold and calculating problem
I see
is finding resonantly warm motivation
for resilient employment
by following mere capital short-term acquisition norms
for sacred vocational gravitas,
and maybe a smidge of gratitude–
where “smidge” is warmly defined
as the opposite of cold hegemony.

Back in the golden age
of NeverLand,

Perhaps still more accessible to poor and suffering populations
like repressed girls
and people of color
and diverse ethnicity,
and, of course, Queer TransBinaries,
tree huggers
ecofeminists,
mentally and physically
spiritually and naturally challenged prisoners,
slaves to capital-driven hedgemonies,

We found,
once upon a timespace image,
our cooperative care-giving/receiving vocations
by looking for that primal warm relationship
between where we were most appreciated
safe
win/win anticipating

And what we felt most inviting
of mutual gratitude,
now, and for all foreseen future moments
of integrity investment
ownership
management
task administration
therapeutic event planning
compassionately restful and healing communication
with warm, not too hot and not too cold, Earth
soil
water
air
fire
ice
nature’s subclimates,
other prophetic predators,
other soulful prey,
culture’s subdivisions,
universally uniting democratic energy systems,
interdependent health networks,
polypathic paradigms
becoming polyphonic wealth
giving and receiving memes.

That was back awhile
when mutual vocational appreciation
evoked warmer invited and inviting exchanges,

When an artist
or a mediator
or a developer
restoring healthy compassionate peace
might be paid in goats,
fruits and vegetables,
incense,
cattle,
ornaments,
a kayak,
a canoe,
a hut,
a lake,
teepee,
yurt,
a horse or camel,
a wife
or husband;
apparently not both.

Then
coins and currency
made their capital-infesting way
into patriarchal leftbrain dominance,
and now vocational planners
speak of deathtime cash accumulation residuals
and not at all
of lifetime warm appreciation,
gratitude for seamless care-giving yang
and care-receiving yin,
left with right
west with east
north with south
patriarchal Elite with matriarchal NonElite co-investments
without too much capital self-invited infestment.

Of course,
back then,
more outdoors than indoors,
skins and hairs tended to start out darker for today
and saving silver for aging later,
which feels like some appreciative association
between indigenous wisdom traditions
of Earth’s egalitarian interdependent economy
between nature-spirit energy sources
resourcing natural care-giving/receiving vocations
evolving spiritual and spirited appreciations,
warmly individual,
vulnerably personal
and cooperatively communal
communions,
warm hearths and refreshing chalices,
freshwater ponds,
lakes,
rivers,
ocean surf
exploring sandy beach boundaries
shifting
reshaping

Wet wombs
and inspiring first through last breaths
of safety
and warm co-mattering reassurance

This win/lose trauma too
will pass
into win/win warm vocational paradise.

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Theological Mediation

I asked our local Unitarian-Universalist minister
if she could see God
as Original Creative Source of Earth (OCSE).

Eventually,
after a rather long pause,
peaceful, not anxiety producing,
she said Yes.

I asked the Shiloh Baptist Bishop
if he could know God
as Abba,
as did Jesus of Nazareth.

He thought about this,
a rather odd yet warm paternal question,
perhaps a trick?
a test?
But, eventually, trusted us enough
to add his Yes.

I asked the All Souls U-U minister,
Would she be willing to imagine,
to heuristically assume,
for the next hour,
that what she feels inside
and believes outside,
what she hopes and faiths,
compassions as OCSE
might be, or at least slowly become,
synonymous with the more patriarchal sounding Abba,
perhaps yangish Abba
to her OCSE yintegral felt intelligence.

She found this a lot to take in
hold
juggle
and yet listen and speak with integrity
all in this unsafe time of confrontation.
But, Why not?
she asked, rhetorically,
I assumed.

Then I asked the Shiloh Baptist Bishop
the same question,
in reverse,
with Abba still as yang
and OCSE as yin

This felt appropriate,
and not really unorthodox
and therefore theologically safe,
to AfricanAmerican him,
so he said Yes, of course,
history supports an AfroCentric
Original Creative Source
for all human natures.

From there
They seemed to enjoy co-discovering
ecological analogies
for theological regeneration
and degeneration
And theological metaphors
for ecological healing
and wounding.

With nothing much more for me to do
as multicultural mediator of eco/theo-logical peace
restoring win/win justice,
I began outlining
how we might join our choirs
in con-celebration,
singing gospel anthems
while engaging our combined sacred Body
in tai-chi stretches
into and back out of
fluid mindbody positions.

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