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What Did You Expect?

What did you expect
on your way to shared sanctuary today?
Did you expect to return unchanged?
The same as that earlier person
on your way?
What would be your purpose
for participating in this faithful revolution
with such slight anticipation?

What did you mean
when you said, about tomorrow,
It already is only the other side of this cameo-staged day?
The other side of yesterday
Each day as unique as fingerprints
worn down and raised up
pressed out to regrow in
harmed and healed
ridged and faded
miraculous unchanging change
between yesterday
and tomorrow’s seamless identity.

On your way up and out this morning,
did you truly expect to go to sleep tonight
the same person,
a day older
but probably not sufficiently wiser?

On your way to sleep tonight,
rooted in yesterday’s warm and cold experience,
why wouldn’t you expect to arise tomorrow
in the second half of this conscious time,
changed by dreams of risky adventures
in unchanging opportunistic sanctuary?

Anonymous personal expectation
for intimate political anticipation
Withdrawn from constant shadow
drawn toward changing light.

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Spangled Star Banners

Oh say, did you notice
a national predative anthem?
Moving immediately
urgently,
without reflection of starlight
sent or received,

From waving flags predicting weapons
fueled by complexly masculine
emasculating
militarized corporate industries
of mutual defensive risks
against international cooperative opportunities
to coinvest

In smoke-filled dawns of manifest destiny
toward freedom for all
self-righteous straight white males
especially with a divine right
as Earth’s owners of enslaved
exploited property,
and home to the brave mercenaries
of death
and dying
and divestment technologies.

This anthem
is based on a patriarchal
powerful
psychological
and spiritual
and natural
and ecological
theological error.

Nowhere in our personal experience
nor our economic or political history
do we fight for freedom.

We do fight against oppression
but we flee,
apart or together, toward freedom.

Emigration is about exodus
toward hope and freedom.

Declaring wars,
expressing
and investing
our collective fears and angers,
These are about lands taken from reserved,
and feminized
and marginalized
and enslaved laborers,
forced immigrants into non-elite oppressions
of nationalism
patriarchalism
elite v non-elite dualism,
divides,
absence of win/win communication,
xenophobia
monoculturing suppressions
repressions

Where polypathic left with right win/win prominence
longs for polycultural confluence
rather than cognitive/affective dissonance,
flag waving
nationalistic predative anthems
sung empty-heartedly
with elitist left-brain opulence.

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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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Recycling Values

Values and disvalues
absorbed through communication
of felt relationship,
absence of connection,
hopeless excommunication.

The Left bereft
Brain justified,
ratioed,
commodified,
diversified,
tooled,
weaponed for rational utilitarian consistency,
reified verbal logic
of neurological systemic Spirits,
feeling co-related events,
critical memories
epic predator/prey histories

Recalling ecologies of sensory attachment/detachment,
felt experience networks of virtual spiraling health values,
virtuously co-arising felt re-experience ecosystems,

And viciously degenerating
unraveling disvalue cycles,
pre- and post-cycles,
recycles

Feeding healthy value feelings,
unhealthy disvalue memories
back
and back
and back to when Space first felt Earth’s shift
balancing bilateral TimeFlow
for virtuous communication

Ego in Here listening kindly
within EarthTribe’s perpetually felt spirals
of revolving Now light,
Then dark…

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Too Long Past Due

What’s the point of suicide
when I feel already dead inside?

Too long past due
pulling breath’s last plug
last gasp
last primal scream
for and against capital colonizing campaigns
but acted out in dizzying silent mime,
rumored to be a scary thing
this last big surrendering event
before unconsciousness
of changing time
marching inevitably forward
and backward,
out
and back in
until no more back
or in.

But what frightens this fading identity most,
No one will know a difference,
notice I’m different,
least of all
decaying from within
me.

Already unconscious
subconscious,
merely skirting conscious life
precedes flirting with absence of awareness,
burning bridges
pulling life plugs
turning out my lights
already too dark to hear
fear memories
too alarming to feel
images
too disarming to care for power
for light

Too defining
future past experience
enlightening
too long
refining
past due
healing
organic capital investments
ourselves
too long overdue.

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Dancing Across Together

We came across this Earth together
and you’re still here.

We sail through all these sunlight days
and moonless nights
togathered in,
and we hear still.

We swim through all our fears to drown
what fills my rage.

We march through angry Earth apart
and disappear.

Or dance across this Earth together
so we’re still here.

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Paying CreatorEarth Back

I hear at least two national conversations
that seem mutually contradictory
and equally impossible,
or at least revolutionarily improbable
as compared to normal win/lose capital extractive
hoarding habits
in robust cooperative investment accounts,
business as not necessarily healthiness usual.

I listen to “Third World” people of color
and colonization-enslavement history
more recent than the white serfs
and spear-carriers
of my own “First World” long-term memories.

Pleas for remediation
precede unpleasant declarations of independence
precede demands for remuneration, please?

But what does remediation look like,
sound like,
feel like
in the fracturing face of ongoing resource acquisition?

How are demands for independence
from First World aristocracy
different, and the same,
compared to demands of interdependence
for ecotherapy of win/lose global climates?
Internally heading south
in a negative lose/lose external way
and a pathological internal,
left-hemisphere capital-headed,
narcissistic way to play

Courageous warrior
against our own right-hemisphere curious feelings,
emotional win/win intelligence,
attachment within this interdependent web
womb of healthy EarthMother
creative regeneration stories
for ego-healing
ecotherapeutic remediation.

How would we begin to afford
to heal our win/lose capitalism colonizing history?

How could we undo past degenerative evolutions
of multiculturally thriving bioregions,
health-wealthy robust ecosystems,
ecofeminist cooperative healers,
peace-warrior creators
“carrying all the eggs,”
nutritional communication womb carriers,
yin-flow remediators of extractive historical violence
against each First through Third World other
and in capitalistically defined wealth
at war with compassionately refined health
of cooperative win/win
ego/eco-therapeutic systems within

And anthro/Earth-therapeutic global
through local
healing win/win systems health-wealth
secular-sacred
left-right
yang-yin
fragmenting remunerative new birth trends
as integrity regenerative.

Perhaps declaring my own interdependent attachment
with She Who Carries All Earth’s Eggs
begins my internal reparation
remediation
remuneration
for all the left-hemisphere dominant capitalistic win/lose games
I have loved
simply by honoring my Father over Mother

Rather than restoring my cooperatively interdependent EarthMother
bothNature/andNurture healthy co-arising circular first
and FatherSun
left-hemisphere enlightenment
eitherLight/orDark wealthy deductive
linear cause/effect second.

 

 

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