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Paradise Reincarnating

There is a hope among my people

that after life may be as we most wish

our hope of peaceful dreams fulfilled.

 

We call this hope Paradise,

Beloved Community,

for some an Edenic Garden of

permacultured polycultural

color-dense absorbent nutrients,

mutual succulence

of sight

and touch

and sound

and fragrant mind and time balanced graciously,

richly hued and tasted.

 

It seems important to incarnate this dream

now

where we are

with whom we are,

our Self and our Other right relationships,

and our normative awareness of Original Intent.

This mouthful is our mindful.

 

To live actively and peacefully toward that future

we would most hope to continue

to remember

to reincarnate

to pass from still toward bi-sonic reweaving

on the other side of this potentiating incubator.

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EcoTribal Dreams

I am,

Identity insists.

We are,

Individuation explains.

 

We are,

beat heart, breathe lungs, bicamerals brain,

this coincidental life, this day, this moment;

implied positive potentiality nesting within tomorrow,

and next moment,

event,

relationship,

communication strings and strains

informing life,

exforming death,

transforming life

as fractal-cultured compost.

 

Myth refines,

Logos defines;

while Yin and Yang make hoopy-swoopy,

wavilinear strings of QBit formating confidence.

 

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SabbathTime Traveling

It feels wrong to commodify each day,

means to exclusively reclusive ends.

What mortality?

A night of dreams,

of merging id-entities into insight,

developing,

burgeoning coincidental awareness,

to arrive at co-prehensive moment

in morning’s meditation?

 

It feels right to full measure each day’s rhythm,

to respectfully dignify

our burgeoning story line’s

middle,

then commencement.

Each day a place of pilgrimage,

reauthoring our journey,

resting in rich place of gratitude

for gift of this eternal day’s promise;

fulfilling transition.

 

It feels wrong to commodify each moment,

means to ends.

What end?

Each life’s potential integrity

flows right and true,

radically replete song and dance,

engorged sustenance;

mindful,

graceful karma,

resonant resolutions.

Choosing rich eternal life

toward next moment’s transitioning abundance,

from prior moment’s integrity;

fulfilling

within time’s envelope

this day’s gifting economy.

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Self-ReGenerating Laundry Service

Not amazed at the transformation from one who,

not so far away,

only laundered his own clothes,

into one who launders our clothes,

late into a Friday night,

gratefully,

without stretched-bone resentment,

without so much as glancing back,

without any interest in what smaller self had been suffering.

 

So profoundly in love,

blind to his own bleached metamorphosis.

No longer comprehending life without

abundant heaps of mess,

soiled cherished artifacts,

much less imagine alternatives to life

that could unfold full

and rich

and fresh

and worthy.

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