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Why is music
more emotionally important than rhetoric?

Why is grace-full dance
healthier than verbal prance?

So many questions
more important than private answers…

I question why
my faith community
provides sanctuary to legally-challenged immigrants
24/7,

And yet, has not actively opened our sanctuary
to local homeless and health-challenged emigrants from outside places
on Sunday mornings, nine to noon,
and during Wednesday evening choir practice,
and during Tuesday evening Green Sanctuary meetings
about Earth justice
and internal/external environmental-contextual fragility,
and other health challenges
for building multicultural well-being,
faith,
active hope

Resonant throughout this local place
and resilient throughout our global pace
monocultural race
of eco-theological climate space
and nurturing time

Sung in transparent octaves of music
more intuitively significant than rhetorical debate;
one heard cooperatively
and the other spoken to win ego-support
and loss to ecopolitical competitors,

Which is not criminal behavior
yet perhaps worthy of impeachment
and excommunication
for anti-communion behavior.

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Taoist Covenants

May supreme Force
become You.

How is whiteness
like straightness?
she asked

And how is maleness
like left-brain dominance?
he responded.

It seems,
to usually curious
and always ancient
right with left dipolar ecofeminist Us,

Contracts are secular agreements
designed to improve mutual odds
of losing less value
as invested across degenerating time.

While Covenants
may be all that contractual business,
But also sacred cooperative accompaniments
designed to improve warm solidarity
of synergetically winning optimal values
empowering We,

Where
and when
PolyNomial We
equals interdependent PolyCultural Us.

Contracts hold ZeroZone transparent space for win/lose,
positive/negative
good/bad
life/death oppositional evolutionary/devolutionary
EarthInvestment/Divestment Trends

While Covenants expect overwhelming win/win opportunities
can be multiculturally rediscovered
redeemed through appositional dipolarities
co-arising Yang/Yin
EarthTrend egoLeft/ecoRight
cooperatively-held sacrifices,

Yang, past-informed
yet Yin, future-exforming flow out,

Voice inhaled as reverse un-versed exhaled,
Future as re-imaged response to win/lose
conversion into win/win freedom of imagination,
playing and gaming co-invested compassion,
fluid strength migrations,
polyphonic paths of rediscovery
into rapture’s sacred consciousness
climaxing polycultural out/in-comes,
where all values
are intrinsically positive
safe
healthy.

We more typically contract
to cooperatively resist
against a shared enemy
alien impoverished multiplication
diminishment long-division,
threat against long-term Elite LeftBrain resilience
within a resonant agreement of mutual asylum,
our win/lose silo of internal/external apartheid,
Climates communicating in and outside.

Sometimes
we creolize the colors and climates
of symphonic sacred sanctuaries
through cooperative invitation
within a safe and healthy multicultural-valuing space
relationship
vunerable communication of felt and thought co-passions,
Left with Right bicameral communions,
universally egalitarian salvation
through unitarian intersectional passions
for listening
noticing positive and negative climates
attitudes
verbalizations
embodied right-brain feelings
disembodied left-brain deductive/reductive thoughts

Longing for GoldenRule ecopolitical sanctuary,
green,
brown and black and tan and cream and white,
blue and red,
ultra-nonviolent integral compassion.

Asylums
do not challenge retributive justice norms
and values.
Except as also Sanctuaries, integral
sacred
multiculturally resilient
can restore win/win peace and justice models
of compassionate communication,

Especially as inspired by this post-millennial crisis
of Climate Fragility
fragmentation
degenerative trends of devolution,
now first seen and heard
felt and thought and touched
with 2020 pre-vision
provision,
safety,
nurture,
nutrition,
health-wealth.

How is whiteness
like straightness?
she, fragile, asked,

And how is maleness
like left-brain dominance?
he, fragmented, responded.

May Earth’s ancient Source
be with Us.

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Green Sanctuary Propositions

Who are you most longing to become?

How we answer this is different for an ancient rooted tree
than for a recent immigrant
searching for a niche of stable self-sufficiency.

Who we already have become together
feels more important to thriving groves of WiseElders
than to adolescent immigrants
actively learning creolizing bilingual skills
still coming together for survival.

So too, offering Sanctuary,
becoming Sanctuary,
inviting Sanctuary,
is rooted in Green complex nutrients
for feeding
and warm wet watering
whispering easier
cozier
more accessible nutrients
for everyone–
but especially appreciated
by more recent emigrants
to a new garden of hospitality,
of multicultural cooperation,
of shared cooperative residence
and patterns of safe,
sometimes exciting, new transport
toward healthiest wealth.

A gardener’s intent
to both offer and share sanctuary
may provoke well-nurtured gratitude
in a recent annual immigrant,
but a more sleepy and self-satisfied entitlement
in mature seniority of perennials,

Yet, primordially feeling and speaking,
we are all immigrants newly becoming together
with each new dawn,
and determined to cooperatively rest
in grateful dreams
with each renewing dusk.

Who are we most belonging
by becoming Green Sanctuary
together?

Some guilds of mutual interest
and investment
invite growing a cooperative sanctuary for food,

Other teams choose cooperatively owned and managed shelter,
gardens,
farms,
transporting cars and trucks
and bikes and horses,

Others focus on cooperatively owned and managed soil,
observing that democratically co-invested compost,
like capital,
recalls healthy savings in a nutritional bank
for cooperative food constituents.

And so it went,
whether Republican or Democrat,
Libertarian or Green,
Who we want to become together
is more cooperatively resilient,
more robustly compassionate
and co-empowering,
so less aloof
alone
smug and self-satisfied
about our competitive win/lose economic
and partisan histories of colonization;

When, truth become remembered,
we are all reborn naked
and needy
immigrants.

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Unfinished Exodus

As Exodus tells his story,
Moses was compelled by God
and then invited,
commissioned by inside/outside Voice,
and bv voices of Israel’s extended people
to lead them through forty desert years
of sometimes nomadic wins
and mostly immigrating losses
in a competitively shared wilderness.

Then,
just as they approached the Promised Land’s border,
now matured
multigenerationally seasoned
regeneratively prepared for entry
into this great Middle Eastern creolization journey
in-between Earth’s secular/sacred history
of multicultural peace-making,
win/win environmental envisioning
and compassionate planning
and cooperative implementation,

Just as Moses could climb a sacred yang mountain
and look across rich heavenly green Promise
in Yahweh’s chosen yin valley
of profoundly interdependent
complexly transcendent
co-presence,

Moses suddenly understood right then
right there,
he would die before he could live
among those who would cross over
to complete this epic historic pilgrimage
toward compassionate climate of Promise,
both secular and sacred majesty,
patriotic epiphany
of resilient
multiculturing
healthy demo/theo-cracy.

I see our post-millennial Boomer regenerative process
restoratively wandering through this win/lose forty year
post-industrial wilderness
toward epic climate pollution risks
and monocultural loss
for polycultural wins
of ego-left/eco-right opportunity.

Here,
with now,
on this very cusp of 2020 robust revision,
I know we will not live
to see health optimizing
resilient Promised land and waters,

Although I have lived and loved to locally
and globally,
personally
and politically,
ecologically
and economically long to grow
together
migrant green integrity.

And my autonomous left hemisphere feels disappointed
sad
unfairly deprived about this unfinished migration,
Frustrated because cooperative liberal love,
active compassion,
is so obviously healthier for all travelers riding Earth,
wealthier than competitive fragmenting mistrust,
conserving climatic rage
about our globally
and locally unfinished industrial business.

At the same time
my dipolar interdependent right hemisphere
remains timelessly silent
on topics of ego-left mortality.

S/he may not distinguish
between first yang-patriarchal inhale
and last yin-matriarchal exhale
because this Zen ZeroSoul,
this Holy Nature/Spirit
is one
with that of Moses,

With all Messianic pilgrims,
leaders,
facilitators,
mediators,
With all bodhisattva peace mentors,
With restorative peace and justice integrity Advocates,
wandering a post-industrial green wilderness.

Polypathic Moses
of Earth’s great exodus Rapture
into unfinished healthier life
wealthier transformational business
of regenerating Promise,
for transgenerating lands and waters,
mountains and river-valleys,
mortally unfinished transcendent Eminence
and immortally interdependent Imminence,
Yang universal being with Yintegral uniting
resilient becoming
yet unfinished Exodus
into climatic healthy Promise.

 

 

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The Bird Feeder

Sometimes,
not often enough,
I stop my morning routine
to watch the feeding drama breathe feathered flurries in and out,
on,
and under,
my side-yard bird feeder

Outside my kitchen windows
over this morning’s sudsy sink,
looking across a twinkling white field
of early March snow,
simply breathing us all in,
boundary framed inside/outside
by my southern neighbor’s brown-stained fence.

I find myself aggressively prejudiced
against the voracious grey squirrel invaders.
NonElite sparrows share my disappointment
with squirrelish selfish ways.

Usually the squirrels scavenge the ground
and snow below my feeder,
my free-will offering
intended to seduce cardinals
and woodpeckers
and finches
and, yes, the humble brown sparrows,
whose ghreat number of heads,
present today and missing tomorrow,
healthy and harmed,
is indeed an epic mystery
offered in return for my pre-invested feeder.

But, one squirrel,
who usually shows up with a friend,
maybe a girlfriend,
I don’t really know
the texture of their ongoing harvesting journey,
reaping through family life,
romance,
play,
foraging for nutritional climax

But, regardless,
This one squirrel likes to challenge
my daily vegetable-oiled
round
brown
metal pole
that holds a clear plastic feeder
enclosed by a squirrel-deterring wire defense,
which acts more like a perch for equi-poised access
than an effective wall
against unwelcome over-consuming rodents.

I am equally at war with crows,
not because I don’t like them as a species,
which, unfortunately, may be my inhospitable issue
about greedy squirrels,
but because crows travel in aggressive gangs.

And, they don’t live here, in my felt ownership sphere,
They hang around this side of the river
but they don’t live in my neighborhood
because they aren’t suitable
for any one properely humane place.
They need a grander sense of cooperative space.

Rowdy crows do, occasionally, flock and swarm in
to clean out my one inadequate consumer-feeder
and produce poop on everything in sight
but I do not tolerate these assaults
in silent Win/Lose acquiescence.

I run out
to shout
against them.

They listen and rise
to move away
but watch and wait to see and hear
if I will continue this lively scarecrow battle.
Which seems to mutually please us
to repeat twice,
or even thrice.

I repeat these roaring toothless threats,
Until we win together,
drawing more appropriately apart.

Then, too,
I notice some of the blue-jays are more tolerant of diversity
while others poke at smaller birds.
This bothers me.
If some can get along,
why not Win/Win all?

Still,
I seldom intervent.
We have only two blue-jay couples,
so I put out plenty for all
If we are patient enough
to work and play and breathe around each other.

The mourningdoves always salvage off the ground,
winter through summer
They look fat
and dark suit preacherly
as they waddle
and forage what their more flamboyantly aviary cousins
leave for them
underneath my humble feeder.

So little consumer invested
for so much dramatically productive grace,
mutually feeding place.

Yet, I still wonder
why I am so incensed
about the scandalous squirrel
who defies my obviously over-powering will
to not feed him here,
or anywhere
in my garden
or on my struggling fruit and nut trees.

I suppose rodents remind me
too much
of my me-feeder consumptive shamelessness.

 

 

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Trumpian Walls of Fear

In a land where campaign threats
have been recast as mandated promises,
where pathological divestments
are reinvented as healthy investments,
a green cry goes out

Historians,
please help us out here!
How did Mr. Hitler gain unilateral powers for war-mongering investments
of Germany?
Do I recall something about declaring a national emergency?

Which actually was an international emergency
of his own fascist leadership making

I wonder if there were any more Germans
foaming at the mouth to build a nationalistic wall of soldiers
and armaments,
paid for with their own cooperatively intended taxes
and regulatory fees
and blood
and tears lost
during loss of life
in World War One,
than is the U.S. case today

In the USA,
where compassionate boundary issues
have Trumpian infested all Green Commonsense,
that man-made social and language boundaries,
walls,
are economically and ecologically best resolved
through establishing more diversely rich robust webs
of economic/ecological cooperation,
humbly acknowledging we are all on Earth together
or about to tear Earth’s climates of health
monoculturally elitist apart.

White patriarchal fascism is a national emergency
already declaring narcissistic war on what’s left
of the U.S. and U.N. compassionate co-investments
in health care climates,
domestic and international,
internal and external,
personal and political,
economic and ecological.

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Toxic 2018

I’ve noticed a new favorite word
in 2018
is “toxic.”

And, in on-line discussions,
a newly invested discernment
of what it might fascist imply
to lead each white privileged day
with patriarchal narcissism.

Hillary,
unlike St. Hilary,
could stand iconic for matriarchal narcissism.
It exists, like a recessive gene
in our integrity pool of compassion’s unlikely opportunities,
yet is as yin to patriarchal yang, divided,
narcissism soft-core,
not yet hard advanced past capital-drenched dreams
of satiated blond and blue-eyed middle-ages

Too often patriarchal narcissism devolves
into runaway Kochian economic fascism,
anti-ecological health,
racist nationalistic pathology,
putrid absence of Primal EarthPatriotism.

What I hope,
and mutually need,
to hear more nutritiously compassionate
is about cosmic creative tension
between patriarchal narcissism as a weapon
and matriarchal compassion as a tool,
co-passioning within monocultural political powers for evil
and good ecotherapeutic
polypathic multicultures.

Resilient health-invested cultures
still have active faith
that a compassionate Gaia
is more effluently powerful,
demonstrates more everyday resilient waves
restoring outside peace,
than that of God’s DisRapturous Fear
His narcissistic followers will not inside recall
I AM THAT I AM
CoPassion.

For inscrutable reasons,
I thought of toxic narcissism v. healthy compassion
when I heard DJ Trump
amuse his wild-eyed followers,

Explaining his new-found epiphany
that, to best defend his personal political future opulence,
he should continue asking his enemies
for what he does not truly want.

A more experienced compassionate politician would disagree with:
The best way to earn democratic long-term trust
is to tell the opposition I do not have the political will
to build walls,
when you do,

To pretend to protect the good white consumers inside
and to keep out alien threats to future omnipotence
of your own toxic narcissism.

Narcissism’s imaginary inside voices
do not consider what we the people
and plants
and planet healthy want
and need
to nourish compassion’s resilient interdependence.

The Wall,
between political compassion and personal narcissism,
for Kochians and Trumpians,
is all about what white patriarchal I
narcissistically want
to beat down compassionate matriarchal self-empowerment,
co-operative economic/ecological health care,
radically accessible to all EarthTribe values
and extended family norms.

Narcissism hopelessly reacts against remaining compassionate
healthy hearts,
cooperative imaginations
of democracy trusting multicultural people
plants
and living co-passioned planet.

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