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Swing Low Sweet Chariot

One way
I know this afrocentric music,
rather than a eurocentric mere performance piece,
is longing for
a sweet and swinging chariot,
rather than a messiah white and male.

I know
this is a cooperative-felt spirit,
and not so much a competition,
because of how
word choices and round rhythms
combine to pitch longing free safe home.

A freestyle journey
to a rich robust and polycultured freedom
of tribes long living
loving Earth’s peace paradise.

A paradise
western civilization
has not sung or danced,
out loudly joyed about
for far too long
without a warm cooperative song

Swinging low and high
in sweetly waving gold
ruled and ratioed
traveler’s chariot,

Coming and going
racing forth and back
to carry us
in and out of home

To freedom’s too long lost,
stolen, kidnapped
while we were dreaming,
singing and dancing with another day
dreaming nights of disembodied free,

Anxiously anticipating,
weary
and yet warmly welcoming.

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Sins of Our Fathers

In hindsight
I suspect my dad silently hoped,
secretly conceived,
vicariously needed his dream
I would become a multi-talented musician.

He said, No.
behind my mother’s gentle apron
strings of soft-voiced disappointment,
but also hidden within unspoken fear
of Catholic influence
when I was invited to join
The Vienna Boy’s Choir.

I was too young.
I would be missed–the farm was an absorbing enterprise.
I wasn’t ready.
They weren’t ready, yet,
to let go.

But, then offers of guitar
and piano
and trombone lessons,
and choir
and worship music leader
soon followed,
as if from straight white watered
washed
and lied patriots
blessed by prize-giving patriarchs
who listened barely long enough
to hear I was marketably good
as an entertainer,
a professional,
not just another deep soul singer
or deeply soiled male dancer.

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WeToo Bucket Lists

My list of domestic chores
vocations
avocations
I no longer wish to know and do
grows longer with each advancing year.

And, because I live with no one
capable and willing to work with me,
side by side,
or even in alternating shifts
and loads
and harvests
and plantings,
it is difficult to grow experientially sure
my motivation has faded entirely,
whether with at least one Other,
or by myself
with only nonhuman fully-abled natures
for song and dance accompaniment.

But, what of my non-domestic bucket list?
That larger stage of ecofeminist transformation,
ecovillage healthy wealth invitation,
sanctuary, green and/or multi-colored celebration
for compassionately resilient
and nutritional communication,
active hope,
sacred trust vocation
for
and of
and within Earth’s warmly integral home
and Great Transitional hearted heart potential.

No bucket I could imagine
would fill all these polypathic double-binding destinations
becoming wealthy here
and trans-regenerationally healthy throughout time
communioned here as now
to my remembering mind

And further fortune future-hunting heart
fulfilling our whole EarthBucket
with passion’s perpetually young
embodied co-investments
transcending past wealth
through immanent
imminent future inclusive health.

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The Warm and Caring Muse

Music
is so amusing
as warm caring
entirely uncold nondespairing

Yet, curiosity
compels cooperative courage,
while competitions in courage
disperse
absorb
devour curiosity.

Music
is curious communication
more right-brain prominent
than courageous left-brain dominant,

But, competitive solo performance
anxiety
is not amusing,
not cooperative,
not a warm inviting environment
for knowing music’s resonant lessons,
harmonic and dissonant experience,
atomically noted
and wave-circular
spiraling
cycling
and recycling
repurposing effluence;

And theoretical major Yang
and Yintegral minor transition keys
of conflicting transformations
from color to spectrum, and back again
branch to tree, and bilateral root systemic shadow structure
culturally supported future nutrients
remembering historic past health-wealth,
ego-key to eco-scales, circular and fractal-linear
ego-climate to eco-global atmosphere
identity to individuation, still individuating life
within love’s global EarthMother promise,

Music to muse, to multicultural metaphor
creation to creator, double-binding
to recreative process, energy democracy
voice, synergetic
communion
communication
democratic co-operation
energetic co-passion
eco/theo-logical metaphonic networks
of co-relational notations,
vibrations,
rhythm and pitch, color and tone
emerging through silent caring intention,
play,

Both curiously left-voiced
and courageously right-unvoiced integrity
symphonic
harmonic, karmic
synergetic

And never truly
absolutely finished,
dead-listed
fragmentary
unlusted
disloved
mortal;
The Ended.

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Polyphonic Metaphor

Sacred music and liturgies
are not merely leaves and flowers
produced by complex and richly branched
and sub-branched analogies,
between ecological and theological root metaphors
of co-arising nurture;
between naturaLeft and spiritualRight co-experience
of Earth’s spiraling revolutionary nutrition;
East to West horizoned
healthy light intention.

Each regeneration absorbing fertile flowering fruit
to recreate communal caring communication
climax
through primal musical vibrant metaphor
of ego-death mortality
compassioned yintegrity
repurposed into regenerational eco-lives,
past through future win/win epic intentions,
virtuous virality of EarthTribe’s manic DNA
for thriving health
as wealthy Yangish solo anthems.

Each courageous ego
a metaphor for Earth’s curiously spiraling revolution
iconic of DNA’s bilaterally rising and falling structural evolution,
curved waves
yang and yin spherical iconic metaphors
for left and right cranial hemispheres
emerging informed by patriarchal Western predative history
and nondualistically reformed Eastern enculturation
cooperatively co-parasitic;

Creolizing curious white light supremacy
as not not color multicultural sublimation,
monocultural suppression,
both/and polyphonic and polypathic
right-brain resonant
so also left-brain super-resilient
multicultural ecological co-empowering
monocultural theology
supplanting ego’s pursuit of monotheistic disempowering
from-above wealth

Of communally sung and danced metaphor,
sacred silent
replete with secular vibrations,
seductive and reductive,
inductive and deductive
co-arising ego/eco-sublime
metaphoric muse
of cultured octave scale
and tone
and hue;
vibrating tables of eight-fold elements
eco/theo-logically metaphonic
cooperative caring communion
both/and disunion.

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BiNomial Communion

Children,
and the occasional healthy adult,
wonder why we say
Love grows more powerful than hate,
And why ecologists say
Multicultural ecosystems grow more resiliently
than post-climaxed monocultures
degeneratively fragmenting,

And yet we have these LeftBrain dominant either-or attitudes,
zero-sum evolutionary platitudes,
that differences in cultures
and religions
and species
and tribes
are more important to us
than our polyculturing
creolizing
intersections of polypathic similarities.

What our left brains discover
as natural analogy,
sometimes elaborate branching trees
of nutritionally co-relational ecology,
our right brains have prehistorically felt urged to uncover
as underlying spiritual metaphor,
dynamically ethological
secular purpose recovering
sacred meaning re-exploring.

LeftBrain:
I think I agree
with nondualistic Buddhists
that communication,
like nutrition,
can be punishingly fragmenting
or healthily integrating,
and usually diverse choices,
verbal and non-verbal,
outside and inside in-between.

RightBrain:
I feel we do not disagree.
Yet your way of sensing
seems awkward and reversed,
As communication is part of nutrition,
not only an ecological relationship
but a polypathic naturing/nurturing metaphor
for detached feeling climates
and primally attached multicultures
of resilient left either/or analogy, lie-group testing,
resonant right both/and metaphor.

LeftBrain:
It is awkward
to both metaphysically think
and physically feel
this left/right co-arising dipolar way
narrow
with deep learning metaphoric width, sweeping breadth
of dynamically sacred,
eternally timeless,
statically secular,
reductively deductive
co-relational space.

RightBrain:
I’m feeling like you need to have the last word again.

LeftBrain:
Bicamerally right analogy
so left metaphonic communion;
health as happiness
wealth of integrity.

RightBrain:
(non-verbally non-articulated) [Synergy]

LeftBrain:
I can still hear you,
you know.
This is an inside win/win game,
so none of your non-verbal feeling tricks
are effective for non-communication.

RightBrain:
LeftBrain:
OK,
so I can’t see or hear that,
but I know I’m ego-safe
and we still ecopolitically matter
co-arisingly dipolar
together.

RightBrain:

LeftBrain:
Hmmm…
Children,
and the occasional healthy adult,
wonder why we say
Love grows more powerful than hate,
Yet act and feel capital invested
the other competing way around.

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Transformation v Change

Today I heard,
despite considerable dissonance,
a distinction between external change
and internal transformation.

This feels like a difference with some merit,
but reminds me of further nuances
and possibilities for healthy
and pathological transitions,
great and small.

Transformation
seems like a good thing.
A negative internal change
evokes words like
deterioration,
fragmentation,

While “change”
works for me
as positive or negative,
more neutral without context,
direction determined by environmental co-arisings,
or yet to become determined,
evaluated,

And what about the cause-effect
and/or co-arising relationship,
or lack of relationship,
between exterior changing climates
and interior transforming/fragmenting cultures
or climates,
character
and character assassinations?

I remember Gregory Bateson’s fascination
with “acclimation”
which he concluded is, in some ways,
co-acclimation–
more often creolizing
than colonizing.

Which brings me back
to noticing that “climate change”
feels like climate fragmentation
and my growing pre-traumatic stress
does not feel at all like a healthy transformation;
more like debilitation

Further evoking discernment
about how our cultural subclimates of disability,
fracture,
disruption of ego/eco-centric balance,
contribute to toxicity
of exterior climate change.

Perhaps “transition” is a better interior consort
for the exterior neutered face of “change”;
and here we all are,
together and yet too far apart
in this unprecedented time
of Re/De-Generative Change
and billions of individual small
yet Great Transitions.

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Mr. and Mrs. Spratt

My father,
who tolerated no fat,
predicted I would do nothing right
or good,
much less healthy,
in my lifetime.

My mother,
absorbing nothing too mean or lean,
felt I could do nothing wrong
now,
so probably later as well,
welfare wellness.

Neither my father,
mother,
or I
seemed particularly surprised
when I rose and fell
somewhere in-between
these two extremes,
as do we all
I suppose.

And yet I wonder
about my father’s hierarchical value structure,
placing perfection on Earth’s highest
biggest
thickest welfare state.

And remain silently awed
by my mother’s reverse-hierarchical terms
endearing depths of greatest compassion
for who is deeper
and thereby more robust
than whom.

I suppose this means something
about where sexuality conjoins
sensuality,

About triangular cognitive structures
amid diamond infolding co-relationships,
about 1’s
intersecting 0-Zones,
about light
foreshadowing dualdark reminders
of perfection,
about fullness of time
within timeless absence,
eternally co-arising.

Although,
neither Yang’s ominous
hierarchical value predictions
nor Yin’s generously interdependent
deep learning hopes,
sexual and sensual,
were all that helpful
for adolescent me,
struggling with spectral we.

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Raising Paradise

Rise up Genesis,
Rise up Exodus
into ReGenesis.

Rise up paradise hope,
Rise up arms and legs
for cooperative faith.

Rise up health,
Rise up compassion
vested wealth.

Rise up Creation,
Rise up habitats
for re-creation.

Rise up solidarity,
Rise up happy endings
for ego-supremacy,
anthro-infamy.

Rise up integrity,
Rise up green
resilient energy,
resonant synergy.

Rise up EarthJustice,
Rise up climates of peace.

Rise up Genesis,
Rise up Exodus
into co-arising ReGenesis.

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ReAttachment Therapy

And did you change your biological climate
by evolving your bicameral history’s listening culture?

Or did you change to win/win culture
by revolving healthier climate potential?

“And did you get what you wanted from this life
even so?”

“And what did you want?”

“To call myself beloved,
to feel myself
Beloved [with] the Earth”
together
intrinsically bicameral
implicately bilateral
unfolding grace
of Earth’s binomial place.

 

Note:  Quotes are from Raymond Carver

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